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Woke up the lights are out
No one here to hear me shout
Wishin' the walls were down
So I can see the world around

Shake my hands, move my feet
To get me back onto the beat
Turn my head, to try to feel
But nothin' makes this thing real

The pain it numbs the pleasure
(Can't stand the pressure)
Fightin' to feel the ground
(The pain is knocking me out)

I know it's hard to measure (now finally)
Lost in relief I found

Put on the other shoe
To maybe learn a thing or two
Show positivity
How things are looking up for me

Then I run to my defense
This really doesn't make much sense
I know there's more out there
I might be lost but I don't care

Shake my hands, move my feet
To get me back onto the beat
Turn my head, to try to feel
But nothin' makes this thing real

What a feelin', if I could start to believe it
Just hold onto this feelin'
'Cause it's coming back to haunt me
And I'm losin' hold on my grip

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