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I say my hell is the closet I'm stuck inside |
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Can't see the light |
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And my heaven is a nice house in the sky |
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Got central heating |
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and I'm alright |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah...can't see the light |
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Keep it locked up inside, don't talk about it |
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T-t-talk about the weather |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah...can't see the light |
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Open up my head and let me out, little baby |
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'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time |
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Treadin' trodden trails for a long, long time |
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I say my hell is the closet I'm stuck inside |
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Can't see the light |
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And my heaven is a nice house in the sky |
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Got central heating |
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and I'm alright |
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'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time |
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Treading trodden trails for a long, long time, time, time, time, time, time, time |
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I find sometimes it's easy to be myself |
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Sometimes I find it's better to be somebody else |
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I see you young and soft, oh, little baby |
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Little feet (little hands), little feet (little feet), little baby |
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One year of cryin' and the words creep up inside |
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Creep into your mind, yeah |
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So much to say, so much to say, so much to say |
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So much to say, so much to say, so much to say |
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'Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time |
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Treadin' trodden trails for a long, long time, time, time, time, time, time, time |
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I find sometimes it's easy to be myself |
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Sometimes I find it's better to be somebody else |
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So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say |
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Open up my head and let me out, little baby |
