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In this city, there are so many faces you can go insane |
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I'm still so lonely, I'm about to faint |
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And I don't faint easily |
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Absurdities give my head a freeze |
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So crowded and still I'm on my own |
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I'm on my own |
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I didn't know I could be so alone |
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I am on my own in here, I, I, I ... |
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I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around |
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And I know that she knows |
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This here is all concrete, and I miss my little town |
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And I know that she knows |
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She knows |
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I'm sorry, but these are twists of a mind in a social frost |
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Just give me seven seconds to gather my thoughts |
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It seems we're dealing solely with a social consciousness |
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I got no other shoulder to cry on but my own |
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No other but my own |
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Please won't you bring me back home |
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I miss my home, oh oh oh ... |
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I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around |
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And I know that she knows |
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This here is all concrete, and I miss my little town |
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And I know that she knows |
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she knows |
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I know that she knows |
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I know that she knows |
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I know that she knows |
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It takes so many faces to fill me up |
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I'm way past the brim of this here cup |
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Ain't got no one to talk to, no one to hear me on |
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Don't wanna do nothing but to be there but you, be, 1 2 3 4 |
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I got the big city blues, I don't wanna stick around |
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And I know that she knows |
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This here is all concrete, and I miss my little town |
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And I know that she knows |
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She knows |
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I miss the houses, I miss the streets |
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I miss all the people that greet me with a smile... |
