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There's someone standing in the rain like they have no place to go |
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Maybe that someone is you, maybe someone you don't aim to know |
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Maybe lost possessions |
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Maybe stolen property |
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You just lie around waiting on a signal from heaven |
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Never had to heal any deep incisIon |
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Darling you are not moving any mountains |
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You are not seeing any visions |
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You are not freeing any people from prison |
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Just an aphorism for every occasion |
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As if the only thing that ever matters |
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is your place at the table |
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You never read the writing on the label |
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when you drank from the bottle |
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it said Keep Away From Children |
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This is stolen property, this is stolen property |
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Let her run away |
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Let her run, let her run away |
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She can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now |
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She don't belong any more, learn the hard way |
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She don't belong here anymore |
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Finders keepers, losers weepers |
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Finders keepers, losers weepers |
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This is stolen property, this is stolen property |
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Reach out in the darkness now she's not there |
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Reach out it's getting darker now she's not there |
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Reach out it's getting darker now |
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She don't belong anymore, learn this the hard way |
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She don't belong here any more |
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You stumble, sometimes fall |
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Pick yourself up! Hold yourself up to the light! |
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Duck your head ! Watch for the blade! |
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Can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now |
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This is stolen property |
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This is stolen property |
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This is stolen property |
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This is stolen property |
