It's a feeling my hands and feet held to the floor
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Like I'm kneeling crawl straight to
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What fate sent through
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Holding down the only solid ground
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I could find cause I don't want to try the other kind
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I don't have it yet a good sense of knowing when
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What I do should be immediate
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But all this waiting for a sign
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From the other side
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For fuck's sake this is just a timeline
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Just a timeline just a timeline
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Yeah Sara stop it pick out your paralysis and unlock it
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And flex the fear till it builds you a rocket
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And rise and if you fall
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At least you end up between where you will be
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And where you will have been
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Yeah
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I can't keep paying for the same spot in the parking lot
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Can't stay here no not anymore
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Can't stay here no not anymore
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Oh I just keep paying for the same spot in the parking lot
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Can't stay here no not anymore
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Can't stay here no not anymore
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Wooo oh oh
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Wooo oh oh
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Wish I was lying
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My worry circles my brain like it's dying
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And that redhead vulture is well fed
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But what that mutiny used to be is no use to me now
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Tell me how it all turns out cause I'm not sticking around
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I can't keep paying for the same spot in the parking lot
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Can't stay here no not anymore
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Can't stay here no not anymore
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Oh I just keep paying for the same spot in the parking lot
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Can't stay here no not anymore
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Can't stay here no not anymore
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Wooo oh oh
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Wooo oh oh
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Can't breathe in the parking lot
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Give me divine dissatisfaction
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Give me the heart unsettled soul
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Give me emotion into action
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Cause I can't take this anymore
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Can't breathe in the parking lot
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Wooo oh oh
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Wooo oh oh
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Not anymore
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Can't breathe in the parking lot
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Wooo oh oh
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Wooo oh oh
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Parking Lot
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| Sara Bareilles |
