| I’m spinning in circles by the street, out of light
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| With every excuse, I’m falling behind
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| Now watch me self destruct, right on time
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| I built up every wall, I then climb
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| When real life ain’t nothing but anger and doubt
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| And failure’s a stranger we all dream about
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| I hold it down, I hold it down
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| So tell my doubts I’m comin' home
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| And put my failures on the phone
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| Hold it down, let it go
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| I gave up my soul without knowing the stakes
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| And now I’m feeling a hole, with falls herding shape
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| You told my guilty skin will turn to stone
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| Lord, I’m a man of sin, now that I know
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| When real life ain’t nothing but anger and doubt
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| And failure’s a stranger we all dream about
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| I hold it down, I hold it down
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| So tell my doubts I’m comin' home
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| And put my failures on the phone
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| 'Cause real life ain’t nothing but anger and doubt
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| And failure’s a stranger we all dream about
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| I hold it down
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| I’m looking for answers, but lost in my head
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| Now I reach into darkness and take what I get
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| I hold it down
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| I hold it down, I hold it down
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| I hold it down, I hold it down
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| So tell my doubts I’m comin' home
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| And put my failures on the phone
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| Hold it down, let it go |