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And I cried all night |
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You created a stream and it flows forever |
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It's made of dreams that didn't come true |
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And I'm sorry, there's nothing more that |
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I can do When we get together |
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Take apart my fantasy |
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And when we are done |
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We'll work on you |
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It's sweet, lie motionless just staring at the ceiling |
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With your back turned up against the wall |
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And now I clearly see |
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Straight to the back of my skull |
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And I've been shivering all night long |
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And my skin is clear and you can see what |
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I'm thinking |
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I'm thinking hard about all the things |
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I've been dreaming |
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I've been dreaming about you and only you |
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Turn the land into waste |
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And bury it in parking lots |
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And I'm constantly turned off |
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By the look of the clock |
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And it's turning in hours |
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And I got nothing to look forward to ' |
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Cause I killed all the flowers |
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And that cold wind will blow |
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Tear the skin off your nose and you've got nothing to be grateful for |
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It's your list of wishes |
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It's some dirty dishes and you wanted more |
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And you got left, and it hurt |
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Oh but it could be worse |
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Yeah, things could be so much worse |