| I am flying
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| This substance is taking over
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| Feeling headstrong
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| I am far from sober
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| You walk away
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| You break the path that is set out
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| In front of me
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| Don’t walk away
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| Cold, shake these Limbs sober, sober
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| Watch the blood wash over, over
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| Take me somewhere else than here
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| Cold, shake these Limbs sober, sober
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| Heels begin to ache
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| Take me now
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| Before the break
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| Saliva rises, bile is close
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| Clench your fists and watch the flow
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| Short of breath, your weak head spins
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| Close your eyes, let it go
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| Sweat drips down your crooked bones
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| Retching, heaving, all alone
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| (Just drink sauvignon blanc)
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| Cold, shake these Limbs sober, sober
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| Watch the blood wash over, over
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| Take me somewhere else than here
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| Cold, shake these Limbs sober, sober
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| Cold, shake these Limbs sober, sober
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| My mind blank
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| Broken Limbs
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| Feed off the vibe, I’m falling
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| My mind blank
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| Broken Limbs
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| My mind blank
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| Broken Limbs
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| Feed off the vibe, I’m falling
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| My mind blank
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| I am flying
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| This substance is taking over
|
| Feeling headstrong
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| I am far from sober
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| I am far from sober
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| Cold, shake these Limbs sober, sober
|
| Watch the blood wash over, over
|
| Take me somewhere else than here
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| Cold, shake these Limbs sober, sober
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| Cold, shake these Limbs sober, sober |