| I was into
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| Like a sudden fix from a bowl of sugar
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| To you
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| And all that you were standing for
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| Yeah, you knew
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| I was so caught up that I could barely move
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| To stop you
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| From having everything and more
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| Do you pick me up
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| To put me under
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| Break me in
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| So you can choose your ways to put me back again
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| You can leave a hole like a nail in my head
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| You can leave me turned into nothing instead
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| You can leave me close to the edge
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| You won’t ever hear me hit the ground
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| Are you into
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| Have you given up, have we gone to far
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| Do you wander
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| Or are you staying where we are
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| I abhor you
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| Yet all the while still I adore knowing you
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| And all that might have been before
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| Do I say too much to take you over
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| Break me in
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| So I can choose my ways to put me back again
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| You can leave a hole like a nail in my head
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| You can leave me turned into nothing instead
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| You can leave me close to the edge
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| You won’t ever hear me hit the ground
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| Cause I’m floored but not broken
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| And I’m scarred but I’ll heal
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| Yeah I’m blissfully tortured, naked and real
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| And I’m stung and I’m sorry
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| But I’m calm now and clear
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| Like the sky hanging over
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| Like the scratch on my shoulder
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| That I no longer feel, feel
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| I was into, too close to the edge, too close to the edge
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| You can leave a hole like a nail in my head
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| You can leave me turned into nothing instead
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| You can leave me close to the edge
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| You won’t ever hear me hit the ground |