[Verse 1]
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I feel like I've been breathing out of an exhaust pipe
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On the job site, with a fist full of brittle sand
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Should have seen it coming
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A mile away from the little hill in which I'm making a stand on
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It makes a man of me (doesn't it?)
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And if it never kills me then I get a pass
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Wish I could've opened up the air around me
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Just a little bit so I could take a gasp
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Who the hell is watching?
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Put a notch in my belt, keep it on the tracks
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Shoulda woulda coulda never made a difference
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When you're playing chicken with your only chance
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But it made a man of me, right? Mad man
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That gotta dance around and play his sounds
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Wish I knew back then what I know now
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Yeah, look at me now!
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[Hook]
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Dodging forever
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Spending a fortune to figure it out
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I don't believe it
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Never learned how
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All of this pressure is driving me wild
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Look at me now
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[repeat]
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[Verse 2]
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I'm starting to feel like it's stacking on my shoulders
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Another soldier with little patience to see the dawn
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Fought a lot of odds, in the name of cause
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Put em in a box buried in the lawn
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But I learned a lesson from it, didn't I?
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And if I didn't who the hell is gonna teach me?
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I've been looking for answers
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And none of em ever offered a lesson that'll reach me
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Who can see me?
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Losing personal relationships like people do they house keys
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I've been outside, looking inside
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With a shadow casted all around me
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And they doubt me
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Try to throw a little part of me away with every frown
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Just wish they saw what I know now
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Yeah, look at me now!
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[Hook]
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Dodging forever
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Spending a fortune to figure it out
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I don't believe it
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Never learned how
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All of this pressure is driving me wild
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Look at me now
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[x3]
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Pressure Cracks
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| Grieves |
