| Trepidation like a hole to the head
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| I want to tell you that I’m planning the breakout
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| So sick of living like a man on the edge
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| This line of work ain’t gonna get either of us out
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| How do I get this right, get this right
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| All you hear me saying
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| Why do I waste my time, on you?
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| I’m a believer, praying for some light to the unknown
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| I’m a believer, I’ll give you something real just to hold on
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| You think I’m blind, but I say how it is
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| The world’s alight headed straight for a countdown
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| But it’s alright, I’ve seen worse in my sleep
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| This ain’t roulette you can bet on the layout
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| I’m a believer, praying for some light to the unknown
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| I’m a believer, I’ll give you something real just to hold on
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| Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhh
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| I know I’ve drifted from my part that I should be playing
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| And I’m still holding to the chance, you still hear what I’m saying
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| Yea, you still hear what I’m saying
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| Yea, you still hear what I’m saying
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| I’m a believer, praying for some light to the unknown
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| I’m a believer, I’ll give you something real just to hold on
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| Yea, yea, yea I believe
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| Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhh |