| I can’t breathe
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| But I take feel the heat
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| It takes a toll on me
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| I’m ready for you
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| Release, release me.
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| Better to be a pair
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| Through each and every stare
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| That glare behind your eyes
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| Told me to save you.
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| Is this what you call silence?
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| Inside the eye of every storm
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| Break away, break away
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| From this situation
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| Take away, take away
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| All the things that hold us down.
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| Can we break the silence?
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| Now I want you to speak clearly
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| Never mistake my good nature
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| Don’t you ever cross me, ever cross me.
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| Is this what you call silence?
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| Inside the eye of every storm
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| Break away, break away
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| From this situation
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| Take away, take away
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| All the things that hold us down.
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| Better to be a pair of bitter souls
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| (I'd rather fight this all on my own)
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| Better to be together than alone
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| (Our differences are taking their toll)
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| Better to be a pair of bitter souls
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| (You'll finally find someone
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| Who could give you what I wish I could)
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| (But I’ve been so jaded
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| Forget the past
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| It wasn’t meant to be this way
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| I need to fight this on my own.)
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| Is this what you call silence?
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| Inside the eye of every storm
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| Break away, break away
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| From this situation
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| Take away, take away
|
| All the things that hold us down.
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| Is this what you call silence?
|
| Inside the eye of every storm
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| Break away, break away
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| From this situation
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| Take away, take away
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| All the things that hold us down. |