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There's the house |
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And there's the doorway |
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I've been locked out |
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The lights are out anyway |
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And loosely reconditioned |
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To be just so refined |
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A last grasp at the life worth living |
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And we stand to choose of what's left of my lines |
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You can see right through me |
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You can see right through me |
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You can see right through me |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Hey, I've been thinking |
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Why don't we get out of here tonight? |
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Get in the car and just start driving |
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**** 'em if they can't take a joke |
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Right? |
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I've fallen asleep again |
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And when I wake up you won't be here |
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Don't you think I don't know I've |
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Don't you think I don't know I've |
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I've been asleep for years |
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Yeah, yeah |
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See right through me |
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You can see right through me |
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You can see right through me |
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Yeah, yeah |
