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Dark in the alleyway |
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Light from the window filters down |
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Down where the streets are calling |
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Everybody's waiting for the morning |
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There's nothing left to lose |
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All has been spent and gone for good |
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Still you are guarding your least secret you're holding on |
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It never makes you tall no more |
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It's no good for you |
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It never breaks your fall no more |
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Always falling through |
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You were an innocent |
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Victim of all those hungry lies |
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Lies that were custom fashioned |
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They handed out the stuff |
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Suddenly you could not get enough |
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No you are left with no more secrets you're empty |
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I have seen you standing there |
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In someone else's hands |
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I reach out but you're not there |
