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You can't get through it |
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You can't get over it |
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You can't get around |
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Just like in a dream |
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You'll open your mouth to scream |
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And you won't make a sound |
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You can't believe your eyes |
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You can't believe your ears |
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You can't believe your friends |
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You can't believe you're here |
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And you're not gonna get through it |
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So you are going down |
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I put a cup out on the window sill |
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To catch the water as it fell |
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Now i got a glass half full of rain |
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To measure the time between |
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When you said you'd come |
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And when you actually came |
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Little mister limp dick |
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Is up to his old tricks |
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And thought he'd call me |
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One last time |
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But i'm just about done |
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With the oh-woe-is-me shit |
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And i want everything back |
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That's mine |