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Here It Comes Again

Here it comes again
That feeling like holding air
It hunts me down just like a hound
And somehow, it’s just not fair

I can’t escape these vice-like grips
They hold me against my will
Though I struggle and though I fight
And scream, strident and shrill

And the very worst part is
I don’t want to get away
Because those lassos that pull me in tight
Brighten my darkest day

Here it comes again
Like a curse and blessing from above
Hold on tight, ‘cause here we go:
I think I’m falling in love



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