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I'm worth five bucks or less |
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The future is down my neck |
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My restless soul takes stride |
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for across this great divide |
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But I won't heed its cry |
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won't follow its lifeline |
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It's time to sink or swim |
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sail on or anchor in |
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I'm funny like an aimless fool |
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I'm as lucky as a funeral |
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I've got cliches to write |
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I get high as a kite |
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My dreams force me to wake |
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find meaning to this duty |
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Find a way into the night |
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Grant me with a reason why |
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I'm sick with the TV on |
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it drones in the lonely dawn |
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I'm funny like a nameless fool |
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I'm not looking at a glass half full |
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I'm tired of the same old pace |
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I hate this same old day |
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How easily I fill this space |
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handed down from the same old place |
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I fail with the old streetlights |
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I bark with the dogs at night |
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When the moon is full and bright |
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it smiles in the alley's eyes |
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Pin me up with the stars tonight |
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I've been looking for a place to shine |
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One day it'll be my time |
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I'm not waiting for the bells to chime |
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I'll brake like a traffic jam |
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I'll sing like a slaughtered lamb |
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Upside down like an hourglass |
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I've been waiting for the sands to pass |
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But the storms keep rolling in |
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sharp teeth on a howling wind |
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I'm like a penny in a fountain |
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thrown from a warm and distant palm unknown |
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I'm funny like an aimless fool |
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I'm as lucky as a funeral |
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Now the world seems so clear |
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as it disappears |
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in the blink of a frozen eye |
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in the course of an hour gone by |
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One day my star will rise |
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a new path will open wide |
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like the mouth of a tiger |
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I will swallow all my pride |
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I'm funny like a nameless fool |
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I'm not looking at a glass half full |
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I'm tired of the same old pace |
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How easily I fill this space |
