| I’ve got a feeling that I’m in over my head
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| I’ve been thinking of leaving, I’ve been wishing that I was dead
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| Cause I’m not scared of dying, no, I’m only scared to live
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| I’m terrified of trying, of giving you all that I can give
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| All that I can give, all that I can give
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| All that I can give, all that I can
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| So why I ain’t I leaving, well I don’t know what it is
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| But I feel something beating, pressed up close against my rib
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| But something is starting, I feel it in my bones
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| Oh, the voice it keeps calling, and I swear that it’s my own
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| Sorry this is more that I can give, more that I can give
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| More that I can give, more that I can give
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| More that I can give, more that I can give
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| More that I can give, more that I can give
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| We all have our demons, and some hearts are hard to pin
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| But you’ve got me feeling, and I think I’m giving in
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| With all that I can give, with all that I can give
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| With all that I can give, with all that I can give
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| With all that I can give, with all that I can give
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| With all that I can give, with all that I can give
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| Give give give
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| What are you waiting for?
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| Reach out and grab her, she’s yours
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| What are you waiting for?
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| What are you waiting for?
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| What are you waiting for?
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| Reach out and grab her before she’s gone
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| (What are you waiting for?)
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| What are you waiting for?
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| Reach out and grab her, she’s yours
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| What are you waiting for?
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| What are you waiting for?
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| What are you waiting for?
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| Reach out and grab her before she’s gone
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| (With all that I can give, with all that I can give)
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| What are you waiting for?
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| Reach out and grab her, she’s yours
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| What are you waiting for?
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| What are you waiting for?
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| What are you waiting for?
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| Reach out and grab her before she’s gone |