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Текст: Third Eye Blind. Ursa Major. About To Break.

I was walking along on the ocean
I felt a fever burning up all I am
'Cause if there's one thing that I can't stand
It's standing next to my fellow man

It's about to break

For the social worker at the needle exchange
For the soft medicated and the hard deranged
For the lesbians at the bakery
Saying, "Do you really hate me?"

It's about to break
Break like a fever
It's about to break
Break like a fever

People looking for themselves inside of mirrors
For not knowing why you're here
The public appearances on verge of tears
When you're all played out on weed and beer

Stand up, let me get a look at you
Can't we all take a wider view?
Stand up, let me get a look at you
Can't we all take a wider view?

For the evangelist with a stinger missile
Weapons hot, thinking this will
We won't make them follow orders
For doctors without borders

About to break, it's about to break

(Break like a fever)
When I see your face, I wanna be in the human race
(Break like a fever)
You're beautiful, it's true, I wanna be beautiful like you

(Break like a fever)
When I see your face, I wanna be in the human race
(Break like a fever)
You're beautiful, it's true, I wanna be beautiful like you

(Break like a fever)
For the teenage mother with the baby asleep
(I wanna be in the human race)

(Break like a fever)
For Africa, where life is cheap
(I wanna be beautiful like you)

For losing faith in who you're going with
America fades into myth