| One step closer, nine steps back
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| You’re treading water, you can’t relax
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| Wake me up and feel me down
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| Everything comes back around
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| I feel it strong but I can’t react
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| Scrape your feet along the rope
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| to your toes
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| This blistered strength will show your youth
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| Eight feet tall and honorable
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| So drink the pain until you puke
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| I feel her watching, I feel her watching
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| You’re eight feet tall
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| Don’t you dare look down
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| It’s a long fall
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| From the top of your head
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| To the place where me met
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| Movement controlled
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| By the people you touched
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| And the things you regret
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| Play your cards until they’re gone
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| Plead insane and play along
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| You’re down 51 and you try to think quick
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| And you follow her home and it’s making her sick
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| Is this some fucked idea of fun
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| Poor sweet child plays the fool
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| Sweet thing wants to stay in school
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| Those pills can’t act as your excuse
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| There’s nothing valid, it’s abuse
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| So stop your preaching, there’s no truth
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| You’re eight feet tall
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| Don’t you dare look down
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| It’s a long fall
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| From the top of your head
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| To the place where me met
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| Movement controlled
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| By the people you touched
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| And the things you regret
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| You’re eight feet tall
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| Don’t you dare look back
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| It’s a long fall
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| From the top of your head
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| To the place where me met
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| Movement controlled
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| By the people you touched
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| And the things you regret
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| You’re eight feet tall
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| Don’t ever say you were nine |