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Feeling like a bag of bones |
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Shriveled up and cold |
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Nineteen years old |
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Is draining out all of my insides |
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On the floor every night |
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Supposed to make me feel alive? |
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What would things be like |
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If I told you I wouldn't mind |
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Swinging from the tree outside? |
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Would that be alright? |
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Hope you don't mind |
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Feeling like a bag of bones |
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Shriveled up and cold |
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Nineteen years old |
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A train nearby reminds me I'm not the only one |
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Who feels left alone |
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At least he's got some place to go |
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A train nearby reminds me I'm not the only one |
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Who feels left alone |
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At least he's got some place to go |
