| I feel the pressure rising
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| And the weight
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| Increasing on my shoulders
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| It’s breaking bones
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| And tearing me apart
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| And I think about the race
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| I’m running against time
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| As I get older
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| Only to remember
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| I had no chance from the start
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| But I won’t give up
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| Nothing can stop me now
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| I’ve given all I have
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| The only way that I know how
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| Cos now I’m calling out and waiting
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| For the pressure to just pull me under
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| It’s taking me down
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| Deeper than I’ve ever been before
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| I’m just calling out
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| And waiting for the pressure to
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| Just pull me under
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| I’m heading so much deeper than before
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| (Much deeper than before)
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| There’s a sinking feeling
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| A reassured reminder
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| That seems so surreal
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| It’s complicated
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| But I can’t get enough
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| And I think about the time
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| I’ve spent convincing myself
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| Not to feel the pressure
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| That’s been weighing me down
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| Way back from the start
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| But I won’t go down
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| Nothing can stop me now
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| I’ve given all I have
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| The only way that I know how
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| Cos now I’m calling out and waiting
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| For the pressure to just pull me under
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| It’s taking me down
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| Deeper than I’ve ever been before
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| I’m just calling out
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| And waiting for the pressure to
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| Just pull me under
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| I’m heading so much deeper than before
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| (Much deeper than before)
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| (But I won’t go down)
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| I won’t go down without a fight
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| (And I won’t back out)
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| I won’t back out while I’m alive
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| Calling out
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| And waiting for the pressure to
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| Just pull me under
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| I’m heading so much deeper than
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| I’ve ever been before
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| Calling out
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| And waiting for the pressure to
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| Just pull me under
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| I’m heading so much deeper than
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| I’ve ever been before |