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Hung Up
05:15
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As I look into your sad eyes
Words can't bring me down
I see my reflection in your cold steel gaze
This knot won't untie itself
You stood still as I walked on
To my own dispair
I've begged you to let me go
But you can't hear and I'm running out of air
You left me hanging and you didn't say why
You left me hanging and that ain't right
So I wait for you as seasons change
Leaves fall into spring
Billie said there was strange fruit here
But I never thought she meant me
You left me hanging and you didn't say why
You left me hanging and that ain't right
This noose 'round my neck's got me crying out for more
Secure and supported
I've never seen things from this high up before
And I'm starting to like it
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Falling
05:06
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Woke up on the ceiling, down is up
Don't know how I'm feeling, trapped on top
I climb out of the window, and I start to fall
Flying high, soaring low
And I said, Low
World's turned upside down
I need something to hold me down
World's turned upside down
I need something to hold me down
And I'm falling
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Naked
03:19
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Oh, I've got nothing more to say nothing more to lie
I stood within the shelter of my words
Is it too late to apologize
Apologize for all those things I can't take back
No I can't take back
There's a part of me
That just wants to be
Naked
Oh, words sting with bitterness and hate
I'll take back every single thing I said
I try to tell you, but is it too late
To apologize for all the things I can't take back
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