| Taken to the brink of something
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| Something, but we can’t know what
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| To wait, to want, it’s so bad, and
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| Try something, and moving to slow
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| To get where you want to go
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| Looking for results, you can’t begin
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| To find a way out from the cold
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| Place you’re in
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| But it suits you, your condition
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| Symptoms that keep you in, keep you from motion
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| Until it’s cold, slowing you down
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| Until you can’t go
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| Taken by something
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| But you can’t hold on to it, you can’t
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| It slips through your fingers
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| Slips through your hand
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| Because they’re too cold
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| Can’t get a grip on what’s in your sight
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| It’s like getting old
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| It’s like getting told, to, sit, still
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| But it suits you, your condition
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| Symptoms that keep you in, keep you from motion
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| Until it’s cold, slowing you down
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| Until you can’t go
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| It’s not me
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| Is there something going so wrong
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| Process of depraving yourself
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| Of peace of mind |