| Woke up the lights are out
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| No one here to hear me shout
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| Wishin' the walls were down
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| So I can see the world around
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| Shake my hands, move my feet
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| To get me back onto the beat
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| Turn my head, to try to feel
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| But nothin' makes this thing real
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| The pain it numbs the pleasure
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| (Can't stand the pressure)
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| Fightin' to feel the ground
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| (The pain is knocking me out)
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| I know it’s hard to measure (now finally)
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| Lost in relief I found
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| Put on the other shoe
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| To maybe learn a thing or two
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| Show positivity
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| How things are looking up for me
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| Then I run to my defense
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| This really doesn’t make much sense
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| I know there’s more out there
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| I might be lost but I don’t care
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| Shake my hands, move my feet
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| To get me back onto the beat
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| Turn my head, to try to feel
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| But nothin' makes this thing real
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| The pain it numbs the pleasure
|
| (Can't stand the pressure)
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| Fightin' to feel the ground
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| (The pain is knocking me out)
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| I know it’s hard to measure (now finally)
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| Lost in relief I found
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| What a feelin', if I could start to believe it
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| Just hold onto this feelin'
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| 'Cause it’s coming back to haunt me
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| And I’m losin' hold on my grip
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| The pain it numbs the pleasure
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| (Can't stand the pressure)
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| Fightin' to feel the ground
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| (The pain is knocking me out)
|
| I know it’s hard to measure (now finally)
|
| Lost in relief I found
|
| (Can't stand the pressure)
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| Fightin' to feel the ground
|
| (The pain is knocking me out)
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| I know it’s hard to measure (now finally)
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| Lost in relief I found |