Wake up, Wake up, My God,
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This is not a test and it's not too late to come clean
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Get it off your chest
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So steady your hand before your face and concentrate
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There's got to be some stable ground left to walk on
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So tear another page from the book
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Are you asleep or just alone
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Clear this room from your lungs
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Pull yourself together, pull yourself together man
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Pull yourself together, pull yourself together.
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On your back, you're sleeping in a bed of shame
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Let the light breathe some new life into this room
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It's what keeps you coming back
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Made up of insatiable taste
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Bury your head in your hands and sink into yourself
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Oh
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Just what are you so afraid of
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What are you so afraid of
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You're staring truth in the face so come on down
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What are you so afraid of
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You're busy living now, aren't you
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You're busy making vows
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You're coming unglued
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Time is shorter than you know
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I know, the light is blinding to the naked eye, so why don't you take
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steps away from being alone, i swear, it's not too late for you
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It's all worth reaching for, it's all worth reaching for
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It's all worth reaching for, the hand to pull you out
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It's all worth reaching for, the hand to pull you out.
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Wake up, wake up, wake up
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And step outside your box
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Wake up, wake up.
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In Regards To Myself
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| Underoath |
