| Tell me why I’m holding my breath today
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| I was wondering and walking while the weather wastes
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| I don’t want to no bad day, bad day
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| Sweeping up my shadow, follow
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| Falling in my wake, crawling into place
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| Complacently wasted with you
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| Facing the faintest of truths
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| Breathe it in
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| Give me that feeling 'cause I need it
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| Breathe it in
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| Pick me up, up, you know I’m ready
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| You know I’m ready, you know I’m ready
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| Breathe it in
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| Pick me up, up, you know I’m ready
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| Tell me why I’m cold on a Sunday
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| I was shivering, shrieking while I melt away
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| And I don’t want my bad day, bad day
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| Hollow from the ammo, follow
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| Falling in my wake, crawling into place
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| Complacently wasted with you
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| Facing the faintest of truths
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| Breathe it in
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| Give me that feeling 'cause I need it
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| Breathe it in
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| Pick me up, up, you know I’m ready
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| You know I’m ready, you know I’m ready
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| Breathe it in
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| Pick me up, up, you know I’m ready
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| Breathe it in
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| Give me that feeling 'cause I need it
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| Breathe it in
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| Pick me up, up, you know I’m ready
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| You know I’m ready, you know I’m ready
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| Breathe it in
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| Pick me up, up, you know I’m ready |