| Is it a fever comin'? |
| Am I well?
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| The heat I’m takin' on me, I can’t tell
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| What is it I need from me?
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| What is it I need from me?
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| Am I wastin' all this runnin' straight to hell?
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| Does it hurt the most? |
| Does it shake you so?
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| 'Cause it hits so close to you?
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| Does it take away any hope you had in you
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| When it goes away?
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| I swear, I can feel it fallin'
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| Rushing air around me
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| No ground below
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| Already, I can hear them calling
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| Rootin' for nobody
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| Aimin' low, aimin' low
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| I know the stakes now, I know the game
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| Doesn’t make it any better or ease the pain
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| What is it I need to do now?
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| What is it I need to have now?
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| Seems there’s always something, somehow, outta reach
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| I swear, I can feel it fallin'
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| Rushing air around me
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| No ground below
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| Already, I can hear them calling
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| Rootin' for nobody
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| Aimin' low, aimin' low
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| Being honest feels like I’ve been struggling to keep it up
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| I’m moving to the beat of everyone
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| And my legs are shaking, soles are worn
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| I could use a moment to myself
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| Listen in, if only for my health
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| Does it take, does it take, does it take?
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| Does it hurt the most? |
| Does it shake you so?
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| 'Cause it hits so close to you?
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| Does it take away any hope you had in you
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| When it goes away?
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| I swear, I can feel it fallin'
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| Rushing air around me
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| No ground below
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| Already, I can hear them calling
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| Rootin' for nobody
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| Aimin' low, aimin' low
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| Aimin' low, aimin' low
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| Aimin' low, aimin' low |