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Darkest Hour - These Fevered Times

My heart\'s been racing wiht my mind to the finish line Of these fevered times struck down again This turbulence has overcome tranquility Pounding the walls inside, these thought\'s I can\'t control And shooting through my veins these heightened senses overwhelming Confusion replaces clarity, a neurotic rearrangement You know the feeling When down feels up to its old tricks again so misleading When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest Out of breath on the bathroom floor And I\'ll make light of this night and night of this day It\'s what I tell myself to sleep when I dream myself awake

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