The Almost Lyrics
11. Get Through
With a stutter, I'll be talking No with my sickness I'll get through somehow You won't, no you won't, hey With a fever, I'll put up a fight With my temper Can't get through tonight And you won't, no you won't I am sick of me and all my... If I had you, where would I be? If I was real, could I be free? If I was real, could I be free? If I had you, where would I be? This situation, grown a little now I'm pushing forward With a stupid scowl And you won't, no you won't I've grown my hair a little longer Now I've made A fool out of myself somehow And you won't, no you won't I am over this, I am over Down on me, down on me You won't look down on me Down on me, down on me You won't look down on me Go ahead and let me be me Change this head And watch me, watch me
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