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I got chills
They're multiplying
And I'm losing my voice
And the circle has started sighing
It's terrifying
Gotta get up,
Gotta sing this song
Even though I feel a fool
Gotta get up
Gotta carry on
If it's the last thing that I do
Cos the song that I wrote
The song that I wrote I
Wrote for you
Cos the song that I wrote
the song that I wrote I
Wrote for you
And it's what I need
To set me free
My knees have started shaking
And the silence grows long
And my throat is tight and aching
Where's my song?
Gotta get up, gotta sing this song
Oh god what was the tune
Gotta get up gotta carry on
It sounded better in my room
Sounded better so much better in my room
But the song that I wrote
The song that I wrote I
Wrote for you
Oh the song that I wrote
the song that I wrote I
Wrote for you
And you'll see
It'll set me free
The song that I wrote!