| Another week where I wanna try stealing
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| Air with some of the kindness, I’m suicide
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| You had to smile at the break boards baby
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| And you, you used to build me a place to hide
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| (Verse)
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| Although through the meetings
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| I will meet you were I go
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| And maybe I will realize that pressure comes, pressure is low
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| (Bridge)
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| Too much to handle
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| That’s just what I need
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| We’ve been out all night to prove
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| We are free
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| (Chorus)
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| And we will make it to the weekend
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| And we will learn how to breathe
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| When it’s too much handle
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| Being free
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| (Verse)
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| I’m up again in the middle of the night
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| That time when it’s too easy to judge myself on everything
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| I read about the secret life of plants
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| Still I’d be of small enough to get back to sleep
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| (Verse)
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| All is getting cornered and it could get where I’m looking at you
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| Sunday’s on our hearts and so many things what I didn’t go through
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| (Bridge)
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| Too much to handle
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| That’s just what I need
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| When it’s too much handle
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| We are free
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| (Chorus)
|
| And we will make it to the weekend
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| And we will learn how to breathe
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| When it’s too much handle
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| Being free
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| (Bridge)
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| Too much to handle
|
| That’s just what I need
|
| We’ve been out all night to prove
|
| We are free
|
| (Chorus)
|
| And we will make it to the weekend
|
| And we will learn how to breathe
|
| When it’s too much handle
|
| Being free
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| (Chorus)
|
| And we will make it to the weekend
|
| And we will learn how to breathe
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| When it’s too much handle
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| Too much handle
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| Too much handle
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| Being free |