| Raging and Swirling
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| getting inside
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| I feel Like I’m going to Break!
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| Bright sun sinking low
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| I never feel afraid to let emotions show.
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| Well I did.
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| Now take a look at me
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| I had a close brush before your destiny.
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| Before I end and you’ll be victims of my stories tales lies and exaggerations.
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| I’m gonna
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| When your living life like a show
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| you gotta
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| take a bow to the people you know
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| I said lie for me lying under a process tree
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| oh engrossing in my brain
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| feeling like I’m going a little insane.
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| a little close inside
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| feels like I’m going Insane!
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| Red Lights
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| are
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| sinking low
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| I grab another beer cuz it’s time to go…
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| I feel my head burst, I head out to your car
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| And I pray to Jesus Christ, but you won’t get too far
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| I say uh, headlights and uh second gear
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| I run the road of like and skip the things you fear
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| I said that you might, that you might find a better way
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| to justify- the evil things that you say
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| Ah, help me please, ah help me please
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| because I’m going up on my knees
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| I said, I said
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| going down to my knees
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| I pray to the Lord up above!
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| Help me,
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| I’m falling down
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| feeling now the cold, cold, cold, hard ground
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| haunting faces, and moving lines
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| slumber party for tonight
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| Pound it hard, your gonna pound it again
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| but please just do not pump up my friend
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| cuz it seems alright, gonna push him around
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| but I can’t be taken for no clown.
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| Because,
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| when I am on the ground I Cry!
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| wowowowowowo. |
| Don’t Stop
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| oh, cool and eazy
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| oh no cool and easy
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| to the sweet reggae music
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| oh no feels alright to sweet reggae music
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| feels alright
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| sweet reggae music… |