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[Ah, it's like a breath of fresh air] This is the writing on the wall Inside the cage that gets you out This is the scratching and the sweat Between the sheets that makes you shy Here they come again Those million looking to get out They're all in all so very small Those giant teeth that eye you Fought to fight it You fought to fight it You fought to fight it You fought to fight it You fought to fight it You fought to fight it Miles away from here Where the air in my head gets clear You're the nail on the tip of my tongue Fought to fight it, just run They is the office down the hall That writes the cheques that gets the house The better half that's made of glass They're skipping stones, it cleans you out And here they come again Those million voices looking to get out They're all in all so very small You fought to fight them; do you? [Ah, it's like a breath of fresh air] Miles away from here Where the air in my head gets clear You're the nail on the tip of my tongue Fought to fight it Miles away from here Miles away from here Miles away from here Miles away from here |