You turn my head
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I spin my wheels
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Running on empty
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You know how that feels
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I'm on a roll now
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Or is it a slide?
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Can't be too careful
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With that dangerous pride
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If I could only reach that dial inside
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And turn it up
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Face up...Face up or you can only back down
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Face up...Hit the target or you better hit the ground
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Face up...There's still time to turn the game around
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Face up...Turn it up
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Or turn that wild card down
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Face up...Turn it up
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Don't complain
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Don't explain
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I don't think my new resolve
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Can stand the strain
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I'm in a groove now
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Or is it a rut?
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I need some feedback
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But all the lines are cut
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I get so angry, but I keep my mouth shut
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And turn it up
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You get all squeezed up inside
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Like the days were carved in stone
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You get all wired up inside
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And it's bad to be alone
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You can go out, you can take a ride
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And when you get out on your own
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You get all smoothed out inside
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And it's good to be alone
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Turn it up
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Face Up
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| Rush |
