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Two, three, four. I get so nervous, I'm shaking, Gets so I got no pride at all, Gets so bad, but I just keep coming back for more, I guess I just get off on that stuff. I'm thinking about taking some time, I'm thinking about leaving soon. I got some things I can't tell anyone, I got some things I just can't say, Well they're the kind of things no one knows about, I just need somebody to talk, to me. I'm thinking about leaving tomorrow, I'm thinking about leaving on my own, I think I been wasting my time, I'm thinking about getting out, Thinking about getting out. In all this time, The bottom line's you don't know, How much I feel, You say you see but I don't agree, You don't know, Don't know how I feel. I'm just trying to get myself some gravity, You're just trying to get me to stay, Sometimes I sit here looking down upon Los Angeles, Sometimes I'm floating away. I'm thinking about breaking myself, I'm thinking about getting back home, I think I been waiting for way too long, I'm thinking about getting out, Thinking about getting out, Thinking about getting out.
Writer(s): Adam Frederic Duritz, David Lynn Bryson, Daniel John Vickrey, Matthew Mark Malley, Charles Thomas Gillingham, Ben G. Mize Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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