| Gunna peal back my, skin
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| And look at myself shakin', and shiverin', yeah, yeah
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| And I’ll get through
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| Come in the house
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| Survey the scene
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| Find the two of them tall as trees
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| And I turn myself up
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| I found the coolant
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| to dangle in my twilight, well
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| And I’m gunna get to, the the bottom of this
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| Gunna peal back my, skin
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| Look at myself shakin', and shiverin', yeah, yeah
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| And as my skin collects, in a pile on the ground
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| I’ll radiate heat
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| And turn off my head
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| And just pretend, I don’t insist
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| That I’ll stay clearly til the end
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| Of the ropes that I’ve been hanging from
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| Whoa-oh-oh, I say loosen from the trees
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| I plummet to the ground, feel impaled and turned around
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| Turn me right around
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| Finally Free from the ups and downs
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| And I’m gunna get to the bottom of this
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| gunna peal back my skin
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| And look at myself shakin' and shiverin', yeah, yeah
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| And I’m gunna get to the bottom of this
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| gunna peal back my skin
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| And look at myself shakin' and shiverin', yeah, yeah |