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Mascara (eyeliner) hides the sleepless nights |
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Years of abuse, the downs and highs |
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A lonely drunk staggers on stage |
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Weathered and worn, battered and broken, |
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I feel my age |
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Like a puppet on strings, look he strums and he sings, |
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I feel like a cartoon |
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I'm alone on the stage, |
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I'm the man on the moon |
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I'm the deer in the headlights, |
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I'm the fish in the bowl |
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I'm on automatic pilot, |
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I am remote controlled |
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Just a second guitarist, playing on the 3rd string |
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I'm the disclaimer, |
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I'm a walking (fucking) routine |
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I'm happily a cog, stand me up, plug me in |
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Like a robot |
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I play all the songs, with a grin |
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I am Eric |
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Melvin |
