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Jonny, best I can hear:
Feel the room filling up with smoke, Billowing, billowing up, holding on for the worst, rise above.
Come down, ... in my veins, ..., the whispers start to drill, The pain of second place.
I'm letting out, well I feel that I've dropped it all, I'm letting out, well I feel that I've rushed it, ...
Jonny, best I can hear:
Feel the room filling up with smoke, Billowing, billowing up, holding on for the worst, rise above.
Come down, ... in my veins, ..., the whispers start to drill, The pain of second place.
I'm letting out, well I feel that I've dropped it all, I'm letting out, well I feel that I've rushed it, ...
Come down, ... in my veins, ..., the whispers start to drill, The pain of second place.