I'm cutting the cord
That I wrapped myself around in
I'm cutting it off
Can't put my finger on it
Who have I become?
And I'm fooling myself, I'm fooling myself
Can I soon be cryin'out yeah?
The future is a wire
A tightrope we are on
I'm playing for desire
Far from off
The future is a wire
A tightrope we are on
I'm playing for desire
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Before I fall off
And I want my hands clean on this
It ain't gonna drop
If I wrap myself around you, you can't pull me up
And you're fooling yourself, you are fooling yourself
And you see in me what you wanna see
How do I get off?
I can't wrap my head around it, and figure it out
Can not put my finger on it
What have we become
We are fooling ourselves, we are fooling ourselves
And now I see the future coming
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