| Maybe I’ve been breathing in too long
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| Ever since the last time I checked anyway
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| Burning at both ends just to feel OK
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| Maybe I’ve been breathing in too long
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| Ever since the last time I checked anyway
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| Something’s pulling me
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| Maybe I’m seeing things, free and clearly
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| Or maybe I’m just fucking dead
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| This feeling takes me over
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| Endlessly in hopeless need
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| Maybe I’m just seeing things
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| Maybe I just feel like I’ve been
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| Breathing in too long
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| Ever since the last time I checked anyway
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| Burning at both ends just to feel OK
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| Maybe I’ve been breathing in too long
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| Ever since the last time I checked anyway
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| You never wait for me when you go
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| You’ve already gone
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| At least I know, you keep me in the sun
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| Away from breeding hate and dying slow
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| If I can’t have you
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| You can leave me in the afterglow
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| These things
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| They always end the same
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| Way out of line
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| These things, they always end the same
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| Nobody gets out alive
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| These things, they always end the same
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| Way out of line
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| These things, they always end the same
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| Nobody gets out alive
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| They want you to be something
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| You will never be
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| Find your place
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| Turn your back and run
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| These things
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| They always end the same
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| Way out of line
|
| These things, they always end the same
|
| Nobody gets out alive
|
| These things
|
| They always end the same
|
| Way out of line
|
| These things, they always end the same
|
| Nobody gets out alive
|
| They always end the same
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| Way out of line
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| These things, they always end the same
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| Nobody gets out alive |