| Give it up | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Give it up | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Give it up | |
| It will get better | |
| Turn and run | |
| This time I'm certain | |
| Turn and run | |
| Nothing's working | |
| Turn and run | |
| I know it's hurting | |
| Can't run away | |
| Oh I won't turn back | |
| I need to know | |
| Will it ever change? | |
| Will it ever grow? | |
| The thing that I felt before | |
| This paradise has disappeared | |
| Now it's crystal clear | |
| Wow it's crystal clear | |
| Burn it up | |
| Cause nothing matters | |
| Burn it | |
| When nothing matters | |
| Break it up | |
| The glass will shatter | |
| Tear it down | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Tear it down | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Wear it down | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Will it ever change | |
| Will it always feel the same | |
| It always feels the same | |
| Does it ever change | |
| Or does it always feel the same | |
| It always feels the same | |
| Can't run away | |
| Oh I won't turn back | |
| I need to know | |
| Will it ever change? | |
| Will it ever grow? | |
| The thing that I felt before | |
| This paradise has disappeared | |
| Now it's crystal clear | |
| Wow it's crystal clear | |
| And I know that the phantoms on the edge of my dreams | |
| Are shapes I created but they still just disrupt my sleep | |
| An idea growing quietly from something within | |
| Spreads quicker than the cancer that destroyed your mother’s skin | |
| And it feels like a shadow at about 5am | |
| When the streets are so empty and the fragile can’t pretend | |
| Can we all rush in | |
| Get me back into the trees | |
| If this dream wasn't happening | |
| Would it still feel as real? | |
| Will it ever change | |
| Or will it always stay the same | |
| It always stays the same | |
| Does it ever change | |
| Or does it always feel the same | |
| It always feels the same |
| Give it up | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Give it up | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Give it up | |
| It will get better | |
| Turn and run | |
| This time I' m certain | |
| Turn and run | |
| Nothing' s working | |
| Turn and run | |
| I know it' s hurting | |
| Can' t run away | |
| Oh I won' t turn back | |
| I need to know | |
| Will it ever change? | |
| Will it ever grow? | |
| The thing that I felt before | |
| This paradise has disappeared | |
| Now it' s crystal clear | |
| Wow it' s crystal clear | |
| Burn it up | |
| Cause nothing matters | |
| Burn it | |
| When nothing matters | |
| Break it up | |
| The glass will shatter | |
| Tear it down | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Tear it down | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Wear it down | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Will it ever change | |
| Will it always feel the same | |
| It always feels the same | |
| Does it ever change | |
| Or does it always feel the same | |
| It always feels the same | |
| Can' t run away | |
| Oh I won' t turn back | |
| I need to know | |
| Will it ever change? | |
| Will it ever grow? | |
| The thing that I felt before | |
| This paradise has disappeared | |
| Now it' s crystal clear | |
| Wow it' s crystal clear | |
| And I know that the phantoms on the edge of my dreams | |
| Are shapes I created but they still just disrupt my sleep | |
| An idea growing quietly from something within | |
| Spreads quicker than the cancer that destroyed your mother' s skin | |
| And it feels like a shadow at about 5am | |
| When the streets are so empty and the fragile can' t pretend | |
| Can we all rush in | |
| Get me back into the trees | |
| If this dream wasn' t happening | |
| Would it still feel as real? | |
| Will it ever change | |
| Or will it always stay the same | |
| It always stays the same | |
| Does it ever change | |
| Or does it always feel the same | |
| It always feels the same |
| Give it up | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Give it up | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Give it up | |
| It will get better | |
| Turn and run | |
| This time I' m certain | |
| Turn and run | |
| Nothing' s working | |
| Turn and run | |
| I know it' s hurting | |
| Can' t run away | |
| Oh I won' t turn back | |
| I need to know | |
| Will it ever change? | |
| Will it ever grow? | |
| The thing that I felt before | |
| This paradise has disappeared | |
| Now it' s crystal clear | |
| Wow it' s crystal clear | |
| Burn it up | |
| Cause nothing matters | |
| Burn it | |
| When nothing matters | |
| Break it up | |
| The glass will shatter | |
| Tear it down | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Tear it down | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Wear it down | |
| If nothing matters | |
| Will it ever change | |
| Will it always feel the same | |
| It always feels the same | |
| Does it ever change | |
| Or does it always feel the same | |
| It always feels the same | |
| Can' t run away | |
| Oh I won' t turn back | |
| I need to know | |
| Will it ever change? | |
| Will it ever grow? | |
| The thing that I felt before | |
| This paradise has disappeared | |
| Now it' s crystal clear | |
| Wow it' s crystal clear | |
| And I know that the phantoms on the edge of my dreams | |
| Are shapes I created but they still just disrupt my sleep | |
| An idea growing quietly from something within | |
| Spreads quicker than the cancer that destroyed your mother' s skin | |
| And it feels like a shadow at about 5am | |
| When the streets are so empty and the fragile can' t pretend | |
| Can we all rush in | |
| Get me back into the trees | |
| If this dream wasn' t happening | |
| Would it still feel as real? | |
| Will it ever change | |
| Or will it always stay the same | |
| It always stays the same | |
| Does it ever change | |
| Or does it always feel the same | |
| It always feels the same |
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