When the pressure will not fade away
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When the real things starts to become fake
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When you can’t recognize your own hands
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Turn around and begin again
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When the sky starts ripping and falling
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And the horizon is no longer calling please
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Don’t try to make it on emptiness
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Turn around and begin again
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But I have wondered about what it is all for
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But I can do no more than shout
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And I am still standing unsure
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If your eyes become glazed with indifference
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If your screaming with lips that are silent
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If you can’t find light in the day
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Turn around and begin again
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But I have wondered about what it is all for
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But I can do no more than shout
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And I am still standing unsure
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When you cannot find yourself anywhere
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If your standing but feel your not really there
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If your waiting for someone to catch you
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Turn around and begin again
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If you can’t seem to find what’s been to be found
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In a heart that pumps rage as your only sound
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If your waiting to be blown away
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Turn around and begin again
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But I have wondered about what it is all for
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But I can do no more than shout
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And I am still standing unsure
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But now and then
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Now and then
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I wonder.
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Wonder
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| Vanessa Carlton |
