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I feel a tension at the seams |
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I feel a pressure I never dreamed |
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I feel there's something more at stake |
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Too late to run away, too late to run away |
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Something screaming inside me wants me to stay |
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I've got to stay |
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I've got to stay |
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Though this road up ahead is marked with sharp daggers and flames |
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I've grown addicted to the thrills of the mystery |
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I'm just a sucker for anything I'll never see |
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Increasingly intrigued with impossibilities |
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Can't help myself believe |
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There's something we're not seeing |
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It's ok cause, we'll find it sooner or later |
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There's a bridge just up ahead now |
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We can't see where it will end |
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OH it shakes in the wind and it's narrow and thin |
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We hold on for dear life |
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I'm shaking at the knees |
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Ready for the world to see |
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I pray God'll send relief |
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I'm scared as hell but |
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Something screaming inside me wants me to stay |
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Got to stay |
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Got to stay |
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Can't keep my heart at ease |
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Run till I hit the floor |
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I never had a key |
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I keep knocking at the door |
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Need to be in control it seems we never know |
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What lies in store for us |
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How can we keep this up? |
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There's such a long way to go |
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But still we press onward the same |
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There's a bridge just up ahead now |
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We can't see where it will end |
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Oh it shakes in the wind and it's narrow and thin |
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And the ropes that suspend it are fraying |
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It seems that we live for the thrill of the fall |
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Oh for the thrill of the fall |
