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Smeared black ink, your palms are sweaty |
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And I'm barely listening to last demands |
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I'm staring at the asphalt wondering |
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What's buried underneath |
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Where I am |
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Where I am |
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Wear my badge, a vinyl sticker with big block letters |
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Adherent to my chest, tells your new friends |
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I am a visitor here, |
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I am not permanent |
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And the only thing keeping me dry is(Where I am) |
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You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex(Where I am) |
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A stranger with your door key explaining that |
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I am just visiting(Where I am) |
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And I am finally seeing why |
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I was the one worth leaving |
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Why I was the one worth leaving |
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D.C. sleeps alone tonight(Where I am) |
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You seem so so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex(Where I am) |
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A stranger with your door key explaining that |
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I am just visiting(Where I am) |
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And I am finally seeing why |
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I was the one worth leaving |
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Why I was the one worth leaving(Where I am) |
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The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights(Where I am) |
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And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening(Where I am) |
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And I am finally seeing why |
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I was the one worth leaving |
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Why I was the one worth leaving |
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Why I was the one worth leaving |
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Why I was the one worth leaving |