| Please let me out of your brain,
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| I don’t like it in here anymore.
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| I’ve been chained to the wall,
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| With a clear view of the door.
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| Please let me under your skin,
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| I desperately need to be warm.
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| I am catching my death in the violence of this storm.
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| I’m afraid without you of the things that I might do.
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| I met a tall man,
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| He told me once you loved him dear.
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| He unlocked my chains,
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| And then he crawled out through your ear.
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| I started climbing my way to the top.
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| Little pig, little pig, let me out!
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| These are the things I can’t live without.
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| Little pig, little pig, listen to me!
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| Can’t you see?
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| There is someone alive,
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| Living behind my eyes,
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| And this time I feel it.
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| There is someone alive,
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| Living behind my eyes,
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| And this time I feel it.
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| Feel it.
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| I see the things that you see.
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| And it’s a shame you don’t see me.
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| I’m a parasite.
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| A memory that will not die.
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| I started climbing my way to the top.
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| Little pig, little pig, go away.
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| Not till I’ve said what I have to say.
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| Little pig, little pig, will be okay.
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| But not today.
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| There is someone alive,
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| Living behind my eyes,
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| And this time I feel it.
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| There is someone alive,
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| Living behind my eyes,
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| And this time I feel it.
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| Feel it.
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| Please let me out of your brain.
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| It’s not comfortable in here.
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| I keep hearing the noises of others you hold dear.
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| And if you don’t see me again,
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| You can find me all around.
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| I left little reminders of our love on the ground.
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| I’m afraid without you
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| Of the things that I do.
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| There is someone alive,
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| There is someone alive,
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| Living behind my eyes,
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| And this time I feel it.
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| There is someone alive,
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| Living behind my eyes,
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| And this time I feel it.
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| Behind my eyes. |