| Feeling like I am made out of string…
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| Getting caught up on everything…
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| The only way to escape any pain
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| To pull away and leave my body frayed
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| I’m a bit run down my friend
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| I’m a bit run down at the moment
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| I’m a bit run down they said
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| But they said it like I hadn’t noticed
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| Feeling like I am running in place
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| Two steps back for every one that I take
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| When my demons come out to fight
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| They claw and they bite
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| They bring their own knives
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| They don’t fight fair
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| Now I need them to open my eyes, shed light on my life
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| They keep me in line
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| I’m a bit run down my friend
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| I’m a bit run down at the moment
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| I’m a bit run down they said
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| But they said it like I hadn’t noticed
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| You, don’t know the half of it…
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| They told me I need a religion to follow
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| Don’t we all though?
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| They told me that I need religion father
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| He looked right down and told me
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| «Son don’t bother»
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| There was never a time that I prayed in church
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| And now I find myself praying for the whole, fucking, world!
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| I’m a bit run down my friend
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| I’m a bit run down at the moment
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| I’m a bit run down they said
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| But they said it like I hadn’t noticed |