| Here it comes again, in accurate cycles
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| Sticking all it’s pins in my skin
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| Like a hurricane, it spits and it’s spiteful
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| Throws us back to where we begin
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| And here it comes again, the chip on my shoulder
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| Always gives me something to prove
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| And with encouragement, I’ll only get bolder
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| Try to keep things locked in a groove
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| Oh but then I look at you
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| As if you’d know what to do
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| Here it comes again, I taste the excitement
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| Hear it bouncing off of the walls
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| And I’m as passenger, with you as my pilot
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| I couldn’t feel much safer at all
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| And here it comes again, so concentrate hard now
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| Never let me out of your sight
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| I’m losing altitude, I’m falling apart now
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| This could be my longest night
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| Oh but then I look at you
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| As if you’d know what to do
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| I can feel us start to go
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| Sucked down by the undertow
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| Blood tubes inside the brain, you pull that face again
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| You said you can’t help it, you really can
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| But here it comes again
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| Blood tubes inside the brain, endorphins numb the pain
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| You know I can’t help it, I really can’t
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| But here it comes again
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| And here it comes again, in accurate cycles
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| Sticking all it’s pins in my skin
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| Like a hurricane, I spit on my rivals
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| Throws us back to where we begin
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| Oh but then I look at you
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| As if you’d know what to do
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| I can feel us start to go
|
| Sucked down by the undertow
|
| Blood tubes inside the brain, you pull that face again
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| You said you can’t help it, you really can
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| But here it comes again
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| Blood tubes inside the brain, endorphins numb the pain
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| You know I can’t help it, I really can’t
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| But here it comes again |