| Love is the reason I’m still holding ground
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| Life isn’t perfect parties and perfect sounds
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| Death is in season, it’s pushing me 'round
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| And 'round and 'round
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| A bottle cap, a rusted crown
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| When one pushes up, the other pulls me down
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| And I don’t know if I’ll get out, if I’ll get out
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| One pushes up, the other pulls me down
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| And I don’t know if I’ll get out, if I’ll get out
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| This one makes you big in a cruel world
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| This one makes you small in a lonely world
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| This one takes it all away, all the pain
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| But I’m not giving up
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| Not today, not today
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| There’s life in this tunnel, we’re just hanging around
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| Please, if you see my hand, just pull me out
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| 'Cause there’s death in this tunnel
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| Still hanging on me, still begging on me
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| 'Cause when one pushes up, the other pulls me down
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| And I don’t know if I’ll get out, if I’ll be found
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| This one makes you big, what a cruel world
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| This one makes you small, feel that lonely world
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| This one takes it all the way, but I’ll stay
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| 'Cause I won’t give you up
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| Not today, I won’t
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| I won’t give you up |