| I’ve got things that make me feel unordinary
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| Not necessarily in need of therapy
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| But I know things have been slipping
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| Loosening my grip
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| How much closer until
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| I’m bound to hit the ground
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| Sound the alarm
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| But remain calm
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| My time is drawn
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| Never meant to cause anyone no harm
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| This time things will be different
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| I promise, I really promise
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| And this time things will be different
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| It grows and grows and grows
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| CHORUS
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| Cause it’s the way we talk, the way we walk
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| The way your words connect my thoughts
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| The way we move, the way we stand
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| The way our world is in your hands
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| My life’s just like a prison
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| We shout but no one listens
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| We’re set all in position
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| Use us, take us, break us Questions running through my mind
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| I’m falling behind
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| I never would have guessed
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| This could happen to me This frustration is all I see
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| And you’re taking me And you’re breaking me down
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| And this will be different
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| I promise, I really promise
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| And this time things will be different
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| It grows and grows and grows
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| CHORUS
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| It’s coming to that point
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| I’m down on my knees
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| And I’m praying
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| You can change my life
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| And change me
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| I’ll follow you there
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| I’ve nothing to lose
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| Unwind me, heal my sickness
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| Unravel this, and set me free
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| CHORUS |