| Oh, shake me down;
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| I’m the son of a never-ending doubt.
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| Love, please hang around,
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| Because I’m the kind of wreck you read about
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| And I’m sinking now.
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| I’m finding new ways to burn,
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| Disassemble,
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| Disappear like a half-woke dream.
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| These days I barely remind or resemble
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| The friend you knew in me.
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| It’s getting harder to breathe.
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| It’s getting harder to breathe.
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| Nothing is sacred, nothing is safe.
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| Every minute’s an honest mistake.
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| I’m nailing myself to the plans that we make,
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| And the days pass us by while we wait.
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| Don’t wait.
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| Don’t wait.
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| I’m finding new ways to burn,
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| Disassemble,
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| Disappear like a half-woke dream.
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| These days I barely remind or resemble
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| The friend you knew in me.
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| It’s getting harder to breathe.
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| It’s getting harder to breathe.
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| Don’t wait.
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| Don’t wait.
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| I’m finding new ways to burn,
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| Disassemble,
|
| Disappear like a half-woke dream.
|
| These days I barely remind or resemble
|
| The friend you knew in me.
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| It’s getting harder to breathe.
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| Oh, it’s getting harder to breathe.
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| I’m finding new ways to burn,
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| Disassemble,
|
| Disappear like a half-woke dream.
|
| These days I barely remind or resemble
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| The friend you knew in me.
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| It’s getting harder to breathe.
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| Yeah, it’s getting harder to breathe. |