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I've got words just sitting in my throat I can not tell you to watch me as a I choke I know it seems I'm overdramatic The metaphors inside this makes me sick Are we ok? Or have things changed oh no Ill be the brick, tied to your neck Weighing you down Its everything I want I'm dying to know, if you let me go Everyday seems slower than the past The second hand is dragging in its past I'm sick to death of every dialogue I've written they'll keep filling up my mind till there's an explosion Are we ok? Or have things changed oh no Ill be the brick, tied to your neck Weighing you down Its everything I want I'm dying to know, if you let me go I'm dying to know I'm dying to know I'm dying to know I'm dying to know if you're coming home.. (Thanks to Mathew for these lyrics) From Letras Mania