| The chances are you’ve had enough
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| The feeling’s gone for giving up
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| We see a barren
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| Everyday
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| The chances are i’m gone
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| And the feeling’s alright
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| We’re burning out
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| Turn off turned out
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| Hold on all the same
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| Attach the cord to ground
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| Hard to let it go when it’s on
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| Don’t turn the key just yet
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| I’m getting tired now
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| Hard to stay awake when it’s on
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| 'cause everyday is second best
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| Watched them all with such unrest
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| Further bent and further broke
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| And everyday blends with the last
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| Routine check-ups manifest
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| All my time and all my will
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| Take the time, for all our last days
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| Save mine, until its all
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| Gone by, and layed to rest
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| Our world
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| Awake
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| Your over order means nothing to me
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| And why do we stay and why don’t we go
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| My guess is 'cause were sentimental
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| We sit on the edge with no where to turn
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| I can’t help but think were gonna burn
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| Test the line
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| It’s strong enough
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| It does my job
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| It gets my air
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| This hand to hand
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| This cord to wall
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| This piece to water
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| We withdraw
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| Close the door
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| The engine hums
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| All quiet now
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| My body numbs
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| The chances are you’ve had enough
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| The feelings gone for giving up
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| We see a barren
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| Everyday
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| Hold on all the same
|
| Attach the cord to ground
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| Hard to let it go when its so
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| Everyday is second best
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| Watched them all with such unrest
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| Further bent and further broke
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| And everyday blends with the last
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| Routine check-ups manifest
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| All my time in all my will
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| Then why don’t we stay
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| Then why don’t we go
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| My guess is 'cause we’re sentimental
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| We sit on the edge
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| With no where to turn
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| I can’t help but think we’re gonna burn |