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I've been preaching now |
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that I've gotta change my life around. |
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I'm sick of all the same songs. |
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I'm sick of all the rain fall. |
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What's left for me now, besides these fucking clouds? |
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I blame it on my down fall. |
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I blame it on the last call I made when I was down and out of touch. |
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Please keep your fingers crossed that I make it out alive. |
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I'll walk or I'll crawl to the end of any road |
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that will put me back to sleep |
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so I can dream my life away... |
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I wanna dream my life away... |
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Countless times, countless nights |
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I've walked in the shadows of this town. |
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Countless tries, countless lies |
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I've told in the back of my mind. |
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I've lived at the end of what was once a beautiful world. |
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Home is where I gotta go. |
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Will I ever know how to get there? |
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Maybe. |
