Sorry, sorry, tell my mother I'm sorry
Sorry, sorry, tell my mother I'm sorry

It's always around me, all this noise
But not really as loud as the voice saying
"Let it happen, let it happen"
(It's gonna feel so good)
"Just let it happen, let it happen"

All this running around
Trying to cover my shadow
An ocean growing inside
All the others seem shallow

All this running around
Bearing down on my shoulders
I can hear an alarm
Must be morning

I heard about a whirlwind that's coming 'round
It's gonna carry off all that isn't bound
And when it happens, when it happens
(I'm gonna be holding on)
Just let it happen, let it happen

All this running around
I can't fight it much longer
Something's trying to get out
And it's never been closer
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