| I’d love to escape, I know it feels right
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| I know I’ll lose if I don’t try
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| Why can’t I try
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| Leave the lineup and walk right by
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| All the flock, the pack, the herd
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| Away, aside
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| Start something new, a brand new kind
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| Maybe then I’ll sleep better at night
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| All it takes is just a little might
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| All I know is you’ve got me wrapped around your filthy finger
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| All I want is to cut that thread
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| With time it gets meaner
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| It seems I love to linger, yeah, oh
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| You feel drained, unconscious at times
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| Unable to put up a fight
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| 'Cause everything that surrounds you
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| Constantly blocks your light
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| You might as well be blind
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| Your excuse will sure as hell beat mine
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| Yet nothing is fine
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| And comfort still remains a lie
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| All I know is you’ve got me wrapped around your filthy finger
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| All I want is to cut that thread
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| With time it gets meaner
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| It seems I love to linger, yeah, oh, oh
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| All I know is you’ve got me wrapped in
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| All I know is you’ve got me wrapped around your filthy finger (Yeah)
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| All I want is to cut that thread
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| With time it gets meaner
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| It seems I love to linger, yeah, oh |