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SINGER: Pressure 4-5
SONG:These Hands
Life. it's like i'm never there time. i've got no more to spare awake to the sound of a million people look around to see that no one's there
[chorus:] Breaking out of a new cell what you wanted to be try to reason try to think want some sympathy Used. these hands are used and dirty and screaming for something new Wait. i've waited for so long to break away from all that's wrong but it's inconsequential it seems nothing matters it seems nothing matters unless you scream [chorus] Used. these hands are used and dirty and screaming for something new You said…nothing Break up the pieces, they're killing you slowly no fiction fact or fantasy could make you see [chorus]
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