| Can ya feel it, that fire’s out?
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| Gonna have to pick myself back up to get out
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| Analyzed it from scratch
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| Talked about everything they knew but the facts
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| And when you feel it, you realize
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| You gotta leave it all behind
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| And when you see there’s no compromise
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| You gotta leave it all behind
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| Are you feeling that urge to run?
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| Slam your head into a desk and be done?
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| It’s just an instinct, just a thought
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| Pack up everything you got and be gone
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| And when you feel it, you realize
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| You gotta leave it all behind
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| And when you see there’s no compromise
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| You better leave it all behind
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| I beat that way back, pretty sure there’s nothing I missed
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| I beat that way back, pretty sure there’s nothing I missed
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| I beat that way back, pretty sure there’s nothing I missed
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| Can ya feel it, that fire’s out?
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| Gonna have to pick yourself back up to get out
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| To survive it, don’t look back
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| There ain’t no point in watchin' it all collapse
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| And when you feel it, you realize
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| You gotta leave it all behind
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| And when you see there’s no compromise
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| You gotta leave it all behind
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| Gotta leave it all behind
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| Gotta leave it all behind
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| Gotta leave it all behind
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| All behind, all behind |