Hothouse
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Hothouse
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I've got feelings pushing through
I try to suppress
Watch them grow
On the walls of glass
I've got sweat breaking out
I try to contain
Savage roots of a growing pain
I found myself in the hothouse
I found myself in the hothouse
I've spent too long looking in
From the outside
It's time to get in
It’s time to get inside
In the heart of it now
I in the thick of it
With jungle vines
That grip and strip
Feeling's pushing through
Pushing through, through
Through, through, through you
I found myself in the hothouse
I found myself in the hothouse
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