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Come to me, brother |
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Say it to my face |
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Leaving here tomorrow |
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Telling me today |
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They got you running |
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Say this ain't your kind of place |
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The truth is all around you |
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Which one you gonna take? |
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They have dirt in their smiles |
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Have money to burn |
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Real back patters |
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With names you never learn |
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I'm gonna leave all those kittens alone |
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The truth's all around you |
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You never wanna take them home |
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Door flings open |
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Wind blows strong |
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I have a good imagination |
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Don't have to think so long and hard |
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Looking out the window |
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Working at the old hardware store |
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Twenty-five feels a lot like twenty-four |
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I always sit by myself |
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I guess I just don't fit in |
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The truth's all around you |
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But where do I begin? |
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I cheat, I stumble |
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Into rooms of regret |
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I gamble my emotions |
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On a dollar store deck |
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I lied when I told you |
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I knew right from going wrong |
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The truth was all around you |
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But now it's gone, gone, gone |
