Wake up and get dressed
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Check your pulse
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And tie me in
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I canĄ¯t think
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With you staring at me
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IĄ¯ll smack that look
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Right off your face-
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Line ĄŽem up and suck one down with me
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It keeps me believingĄĻ
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I DonĄ¯t want to think
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I donĄ¯t want to breathe
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This is my disease
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ItĄ¯ll be there in the morning
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will be there when I wake
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The same reality
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Well back up
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And strap in
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This could be one hell of a ride
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And I
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CanĄ¯t guarantee my friend
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You will make it out this time-
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Line ĄŽem up, and suck one down with me
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It keeps me believing
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I DonĄ¯t want to think
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I donĄ¯t want to breathe
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This is my disease
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ItĄ¯ll be there in the morning
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ItĄ¯ll haunt me as I sleep
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This feelingĄ¯s killing me-
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This is My Disease
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My Disease
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| Bullets And Octane |
