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Pearl Jam |
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Binaural |
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Nothing As It Seems |
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Don't feel like home. He's a little out. |
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And all these words elope. It's nothing like your poem. |
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Putting in. Inputting in. Don't feel like methadone. |
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A scratching voice all alone it's nothing like your baritone. |
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It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home. |
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The little that he sees. Is nothing he concedes. It's home. |
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One uninvited chromosome. A blanket like the ozone. |
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It's nothing as it seems. All that he needs. It's home. |
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The little that he frees is nothing he believes. |
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Saving up a sunny day. Something maybe two tone. |
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Anything of his own. A chip off the corner stone. |
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Who's kidding? Rainy day. A one way ticket headstone. |
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Occupations overthrown. A whisper through a megaphone. |
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It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home. |
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The little that he sees is nothing he concedes. It's home. |
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And all that he frees. A little bittersweet. It's home. |
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It's nothing as it seems. The little that you see it's home |
