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Why's it always raining In my bed as I am falling asleep? Tell me i'm just dreaming But I keep waking up with soaking feet And you try, you try, you try to calm me Try, you try, you try to calm me down You think I'm fucking crazy 'Til the water's coming up from the ground Shake with the fever I'm a believer Right in the middle of an omen Got a feeling Eyes on the ceiling Right in the middle of an omen Who are you, a profit? 'Cause i'm feeling like your little lamb Remember when you lost it And you tried to cut off both my hands? And I tried, I tried, I tried to calm you Tried, I tried, I tried to calm you down But you were talking nonsense Said the room was spinning 'round and 'round And 'round and 'round Shake with the fever I'm a believer Right in the middle of an omen Got a feeling Eyes on the ceiling Right in the middle of an omen Heads are rolling and Eyes always turning away, turning away Feet are swollen They try to run, but they're making you stay Heads are rolling and Eyes always turning away, turning away Feet are swollen They try to run Shake with the fever I'm a believer Right in the middle of an omen Got a feeling Eyes on the ceiling Right in the middle of an omen
Writer(s): Patrick Howard, Christopher Petrosino, Joni Fatora, Robert Mccurdy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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