| Used to think that I know the feeling well
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| Used to think that you took me to your head
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| Why do we have to play this silly game
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| When I know this in my mind, it stays the same
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| And I can’t believe it This isn’t happening again
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| And I feel what I can
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| And I lose the chance to speak
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| And I need to get away
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| Feel what I can
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| And I lose the chance to speak
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| And I need
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| I need to get away from here
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| Well now I’m sure that I know the feeling well
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| It’s the one you have when you lay here, rot in hell
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| I’ll never find an end to these horrid thoughts
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| But I rid myself of you and all your damn cheap shots
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| And I can’t believe it This isn’t happening again
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| And I feel what I can
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| And I lose the chance to speak
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| And I need to get away
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| Feel what I can
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| And I lose the chance to speak
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| And I need
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| I need to get away from here
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| And I can’t believe it And I won’t believe it This isn’t happening again
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| And I feel what I can
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| And I lose the chance to speak
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| And I need to get away
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| Feel what I can
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| And I lose the chance to speak
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| And I need
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| I need to get away from here
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| Feel but I can’t
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| And I lose the chance to speak
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| And I need
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| I need to get away from here
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| Feel but I can’t
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| And I lose the chance to speak
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| And I need
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| I need to get away from here
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| I need to get away
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| Need to get away from here |