| It all keeps piling up
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| Looking over the edge
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| Almost ready to jump
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| I’m feeling so numb
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| The green’s burning slow
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| I’ll put it off 'til tomorrow
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| Sand flows through the hourglass
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| Wake up
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| Stuck in neutral, burning gas
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| Wake up
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| Hit a wall, no motherfucking airbags
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| Hang tight, this will be the year
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| Maybe this will be the year that I’ll finally figure it out
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| Maybe I can finally face the fear that’s kept me down
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| Maybe this will be the year that I’ll finally turn it around
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| Stop getting in my own way
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| All excuses, no solutions
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| Can’t swallow the truth and I’m freaking out
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| I’m a nervous wreck
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| I feel the noose around my neck
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| Sand flows through the hourglass
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| Wake up
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| Stuck in neutral, burning gas
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| Wake up
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| Hit the brakes, it all stops here
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| Move on, this will be the…
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| Time to take charge
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| Let’s make it clear
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| Move on, this will be the year
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| Maybe this will be the year that I’ll finally figure it out
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| Maybe I can finally face the fear that’s kept me down
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| Maybe this will be the year that I’ll finally turn it around
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| Stop getting in my own way now |