| I fell asleep in the back seat
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| With my eyes wide shut bumping back street
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| We arrived on time to the crash scene
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| I just stared as I saw my body pass me
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| I swore that this shit happened last week
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| Gotta hunch it’s a recurring bad dream
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| Had a bunch last year when they were asking
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| What is it that you fear in your passing
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| What is it that you fear in your passing
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| Maybe death but it’s more so in the crashing
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| Do I feel everything as it’s flashing
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| Do I care, does it hurt yeah I’m asking
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| 'Cause I don’t have a clue how to feel
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| Why do all of these dreams seem so real
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| Would it change if I just took the wheel
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| I watch all four tires squeal
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| Stuck in a nightmare
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| Scared by where my eyes stare
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| No clipping through my car door
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| My body will just lie there
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| Reaching towards the sky stairs
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| You won’t make it I swear
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| The current is pulling me
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| I’m hoping I don’t die here
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| Floating to the surface
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| I guess life is worth it
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| Beat the fuck out of myself
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| Tell me that I deserve it
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| Anxious as a person
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| For that I am certain
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| I embody all my fears
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| And wear them like a curtain |