| We was about to boil over the top
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| We was pushin' and pullin' with no signs of stopping.
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| Our hearts were on fire, the tension was talking
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| My pulse was on a bender, 'til reason came a-knockin', saying:
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| «What's goin on? |
| Why are you so mad?
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| That attitude of yours might break everything you have.
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| Are you motivated by fear instead of love?
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| Will you sink to the bottom, or rise up above?
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| What’s goin on? |
| Why are you so mad?»
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| That anger was making me ugly.
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| Up inside your head it’s like highway that winds
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| Like the sun when the sky is clear, its when that mind can shine
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| But when it’s cloudy yeah there’s trouble up ahead
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| Your thoughts become a traffic jam of things you’ve never said, saying':
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| «What's goin on, buddy, is it getting bad?
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| Are all of them little things driving you mad?
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| Can you travel freely on the freeway in your mind?
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| Or are you caught up in that traffic? |
| are ya bottled up inside?
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| What’s goin on, why are you so mad?»
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| That anger is making you ugly.
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| Our hearts were on fire, then tension was talkin' |
| My pulse was on a bender 'til reason came a knocking'
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| What’s goin on my friend, let us not pretend
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| Talk to me sister, I’ve got an ear to lend
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| Are you motivated by fear instead of love
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| Will you sink to the bottom, or rise up above?
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| Rise up above
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| Cause that anger is makin' you ugly. |