Here comes another fall from grace,
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I'm always falling on my face.
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This attitude that I embrace,
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With a love I'm trying to replace.
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Try to kill this song,
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'Cause the melody's all wrong.
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And there's a feaver, comin' on.
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It's hard to reconcile,
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What I've become.
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With the wounded ch-i-ld,
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Hiding deep ins-i-yide.
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Breathe underwater,
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I'm comin' up for air!
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I wanna see another dawn,
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(Comin' up for air!)
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Sick of the slaughter,
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(I'm comin' up for air!)
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'Cause I've floating here too long.
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Take my ego for a ride,
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'Cause there's nobody by my side.
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It's getting hard to justify.
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And it won't be long 'til I collide.
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My weakness laid bare,
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As people stop and stare.
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But It's the last time, I swear.
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It's hard to reconcile,
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What I've become.
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With the wounded ch-i-ld,
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Hiding deep ins-i-yide.
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Breathe underwater,
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(I'm comin' up for air!)
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I wanna see another dawn,
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(Comin' up for air!)
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Sick of the slaughter,
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(I'm comin' up for air!)
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'Cause I've floating here too long.
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Stop breathing...
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Stop breathing...
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Stop breathing...
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Stop breath-ing!
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Breathe underwater,
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(I'm comin' up for air!)
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I wanna see another dawn,
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(Comin' up for air!)
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Sick of the slaughter,
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(I'm comin' up for air!)
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'Cause I've floating here too long.
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I'm coming, I'm coming... ,
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I'm coming, ' coming...
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Comin' up for air...
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Comin' up for air!
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Breathe Underwater
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