IQ - Awake And Nervous download song

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So the certanty is i can get no air, all the panic i can muster
Discretion s such a drag, just a guide or i throw
They count me out a volunteer, get me out away, guard the ribs and fall
Let me get away, so the certanty is i can get no air
but i know his apparatus snows my mind
let me go from here
So the certanty is i can get no air, let me out of here
open-ended and suspended one by one

But i know his apparatus snows my mind, all the panic i can muster
Threatening to the cluster, let me go from here, over the tens of thousands find no way out of in
no compassion have i
Let me go from here, through the sky
Kick a kiss of superstition and i cry, but i know his apparatus snows my mind, so the certanty is i can get no air
In the slipstream, kick a kiss of superstition and i cry
guard the ribs and fall
Over the tens of thousands find no way out of in, let me get away IQ, they count me out a volunteer

my heart is beating like a drum
Through the sky, i long to catch my breath
Let me out of here, my heart is beating like a drum
let me out of here
Through the sky, and harvest hold the horrbag IQ, barricaded in here
I long to catch my breath, in the slipstream
See how they run in silence up the belfry steps, in the slipstream Awake, discretion s such a drag
just a guide or i throw

Guard the ribs and fall, condemm it all, getting nowhere at all
Let me go from here, condemm it all
Getting nowhere at all, discretion s such a drag
Each unaffected by the sight of the blistered skin, see how they run in silence up the belfry steps Awake, no compassion have i
Get me out of here, condemm it all
Get me out of here, let me go today, let me get away
Let me get away, my heart is beating like a drum
See how they run in silence up the belfry steps, they count me out a volunteer, and harvest hold the horrbag

all the panic i can muster
Get me out of here, guard the ribs and fall
Through the sky, they count me out a volunteer Awake, the hangman s whore so obvious
Through the sky, getting nowhere at all
condemm it all
Get me out of here, all the panic i can muster
let me out of here
Let me get away, guard the ribs and fall

open-ended and suspended one by one
I long to catch my breath, no compassion have i And, the hangman s whore so obvious
Condemm it all, crawling s getting creepier