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My heart is pounding, my stomach's inside out |
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I'm feeling kinda shaky, my mind is full of doubt. |
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All I ever think about is fearing fear itself, |
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Wish I could unscrew my head and put it on the shelf. |
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You know I'm feeling kinda... Strange. |
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You know I'm feeling kinda... Strange. |
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Everything is twisted, everything is oh so tight. |
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Don't know what I'm looking at, the lights are all too bright. |
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My brain's about to crumble, spill out on the floor. |
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Sweep 'em up, throw 'em away, I don't want 'em any more. |
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Clouds race across the sky, day turns into night. |
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Still there are the questions, no answers in sight. |
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Everything is twisted, everything is oh so tight. |
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Staring out the window, everything is just too bright. |
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Brain's about to crumble, spill out on the floor. |
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Wish I could unscrew my head and kick it out the door. |
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