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You broke through an unlocked door |
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You don't seem to care |
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Famine, pestilence in store |
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Eyes a vacant stare |
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So I find it hard to sleep |
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With you standing there |
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Casting shadows over me |
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Eyes a vacant stare |
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All day long I've known that it would come to this |
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Still I'm unprepared for when the record skips |
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Jesus always knocks before just barging in |
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You could only be the name I can't mention |
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You broke through an unlocked door |
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You don't seem to care |
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Famine, pestilence in store |
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Eyes a vacant stare |
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So I find it hard to sleep |
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With you standing there |
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Casting shadows over me |
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Eyes a vacant stare |
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You broke through an unlocked door |
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You don't seem to care |
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Famine, pestilence in store |
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Eyes a vacant stare |
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So I find it hard to sleep |
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With you standing there |
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Casting shadows over me |
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Eyes a vacant stare |
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Eyes a vacant stare |
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Eyes a vacant stare |
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Eyes a vacant stare |
