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Got the feeling I've been bitten
 By the frozen razor's edge
 And I swear to God I never felt so cold
 And they say you'll be forgiven
 If you're willing to forget
 But I don't believe a thing that I've been told
 And I hate my brain
 Cause it's making every joy pain
 Feel much realer than the things I felt before
 And I hate my heart
 Cause it's always getting torn apart
 I'm preoccupied with ways to make it whole
 So help me make it whole
 Whoa, whoa
 I gotta make it home
 Whoa, whoa
 Cause there was only three days left
 Two complete
 One more night with no more sleep
 And I gotta find a way to make it home
 I've been living in the winter
 And the seasons never change
 Try find myself beneath the falling snow
 I've been branded as a sinner
 For behaving like a saint
 And it hurts me more than you may ever know
 And I hate my mind
 Cause it's always working overtime
 Even though I try my best to make it slow
 And I hate my heart
 Cause it's always getting torn apart
 I'm preoccupied with ways to make it whole
 So help make it whole
 Whoa, whoa
 I gotta make it home
 Whoa, whoa
 Cause there was only three days left
 Two complete
 One more night with no more sleep
 And I gotta find a way to make it home
 So help me make it whole
 Make it whole, make it whole
 I gotta make it home
 Make it home, make it home
 Cause there was only three days left
 Two complete
 One more night with no more sleep
 And I gotta find a way to make it home
 I gotta make it home
 
 I gotta make it home
 I gotta make it home
 
 I gotta make it home
 I gotta make it home