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I spent my time fishing through pockets of old winter coats |
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looking for a weathered New York City subway token charm |
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But instead I found a shattered silver pocket watch |
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a present given to me to mark my twenty first year |
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But the time had never stopped |
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The months rolled on |
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Nine years passed without a sound |
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the ticking heart bead dead and gone |
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I wasted days thinking about how I wasted so much time |
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I sat alone in my room while the weeks went by |
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Someone save me from this tomb in Graceland |
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I was hiding in an attic the past two years cuz I'm a fugitive |
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Call the detectives in |
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I'm ready to confess |
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all the terrible things I did |
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It's time for my sinking heart to rest |
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It's time for my sinking heart to rest |
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It's time for my sinking heart to rest |
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It's time for my sinking heart to rest |
