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Waitin' for your chance to get away |
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Planning your escape for days and days |
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You can feel the earth under your feet |
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You are like a dog who roams the streets |
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And how does it feel? |
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How does it feel? How does it feel? |
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That you can't make |
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Them feel your love |
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No, you can't make |
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Them feel your love, your love |
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Even your own mother let you go |
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Your sisters and your brothers gave up hope |
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Friends you didn't have 'cause you were cruel |
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And because you've never been to school |
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And how does it feel? |
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How does it feel? |
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How does it feel? |
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That you can't make |
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Them feel your love |
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No, you can't make |
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Them feel your love, your love |
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She got a letter from the postman |
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You wrote to tell her you were safe |
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That made her cry because she knows that |
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Everything you've ever said was fake |
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How does it feel? |
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How does it feel? |
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How does it feel? |
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That you can't make |
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Them feel your love |
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No, you can't make |
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Them feel your love, your love |