| Slow down Norma Jean,
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| You’re going too fast,
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| Not from the start,
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| There was no difference in mind,
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| This city did not call, no attraction from the lights
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| I did not see my own reflection sprinkled in red and white,
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| My heart begins to pound,
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| I can’t describe this feeling,
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| Breathe faster in and out,
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| Up, down, up, down,
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| How could I leave this behind?
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| Falling, collapsing, destined to fail,
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| Won’t you hold my hand?
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| Please, please, please,
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| I can’t see why you don’t understand,
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| I need your dream to keep me alive,
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| I know there’s nothing I can say,
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| No nothing I can do,
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| I’m crying out for help just so I can prove to you,
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| The hold of cigarettes, parties and credit card bills,
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| I’m trembling on the outside,
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| Dying from the inside out,
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| I’m pouring out my heart,
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| Pouring out my heart,
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| You’re going too fast. |