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Text: Let Go. 120 B.P.M..

Stop and listen to the sound of isolation
Take the next train that comes along
Wash away all the pain inside your heart
Don't make a case for it, 'cause I might do it

Born American to a world that hates Americans
Take a deep breath and count to three
Close your eyes, don't spoil the surprise
And swear you weren't surprised that I survived

Wash away all the pain inside your heart
Don't make a case for it, 'cause I might do it

Jane's a miracle, no matter what they say to
Davie, keep your Major Tom away
From here to Mars, is anybody there?
I want to stare but I know it's no joke

Stop and listen
Close your eyes, don't spoil the surprise
Swear you weren't surprised that I survived
Wash away all the pain inside your heart
Don't make a case for it, 'cause I might do it

Jane's a miracle, no matter what they say to
Davie, keep your Major Tom away
From here to Mars, is anybody there?
I want to stare but I know it's no joke