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I get a real good look at all of you And feel no fear That's why I'm here I'm gonna try and get the shitty things Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head Put your hands up, start singin' Never put them down, leave 'em hanging Maybe shed a tear, I'm begging I'm begging you The wheels in your mind gonna slow down The grips on your heart lettin' go now And everything you need gonna show now I'm telling you To let it bloom I'm telling you To let it bloom I'm telling you Give me something I could never forget Take a pill out my pocket And take the hole out my chest Take my spirit away from the dark and clear it from pain Take my problems and blur 'em until they're fading away I'm really fearing the fight And I'm fearing I might Run into killers on my way to spread my wings in the night There's colors in my eyes and fire in the sky I'm pretending that I'm flying Put your hands up, start singin' Never put them down, leave 'em hanging Maybe shed a tear, I'm begging I'm begging you The wheels in your mind gonna slow down The grips on your heart lettin' go now And everything you need gonna show now I'm telling you To let it bloom To let it bloom Telling you To let it bloom To let it bloom I'm telling you Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head Oh
Writer(s): Nicholas Chiari Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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