| When will this be over
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| I can’t wait
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| I’ve been waiting so long
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| Nothing’s changed
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| Your face down in dark water
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| You’re going to drown
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| Drown
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| Maybe when the sun comes up
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| You’ll see your waves
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| You’ve gone too far out
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| I can see her doing well
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| That when you’re not around
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| You are like a flame that’s rising
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| But she can’t put you out
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| And I believe a better life is waiting for her
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| But no one here can stop you now and we all know you won’t let go
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| Please try
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| My hands are tied
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| I’m over being under this and lifting your weight
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| You’re running away
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| You’re not fooling anyone
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| I hope you’re getting over this
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| I’m sick of it
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| I don’t wanna see your face around me anymore
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| All of your excuses old and tired
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| You’re becoming a bore
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| And if you die before my time and she is there to say goodbye
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| I will show her how I feel
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| She’ll see the storm that turns in my eyes
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| Please try
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| My hands are tied
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| I’m over being under this and lifting your weight
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| You’re running away
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| You’re not fooling anyone
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| I hope you’re getting over this
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| I’m sick of it
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| Twisting pulling turning I am getting this out
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| Bitter is the taste of your name in my mouth
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| Twisting pulling turning I am getting this out
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| Twisting pulling turning I am getting this out
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| Bitter is the taste of your name in my mouth
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| Twisting pulling turning I am getting this out
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| I hope you’re getting over this
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| I’m sick of it
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| You’re running away
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| You’re not coming home
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| Kill it, I’m burning, he’s not coming home
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| Kill it, I’m burning, he’s not coming home…
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| When the sun comes up maybe you will see your waves
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| Kill it, I’m burning, he’s not coming home… |