My hands are shaking; head is spinning
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No mistake, the end's beginning
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Body's aching, I feel like breaking down
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Looking left and searching right
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The pressure mounting, my skin's too tight
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Though I've made this bed, I'm not laying down
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Next stop is heartbreak city
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Get off this train of pity
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And hang on - the worst is coming
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Be strong - the walls are tumbling down
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So long - your head's been numb but your heat's still beating loud
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Tired of running, sick of fighting
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Plug my ears for the truth is frightening
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My will is bending, I'm on shaky ground
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The more I plush, the further you go
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As I'm pulled down by the undertow
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I'm reaching out - please don't let me drown
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Don't let me down
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Next stop is heartbreak city
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Get off this train of pity
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And hang on - the worst is coming
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Be strong - the walls are tumbling down
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So long - your head's been numb but your heat's still beating loud
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And I worry, can I make it on my own
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End of story, let's write this book again
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Next stop is heartbreak city
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Get off this train of pity
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And hang on - the worst is coming
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Be strong - the walls are tumbling down
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So long - your head's been numb but your heat's still beating loud
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