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I shut and locked the front door |
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No way in or out |
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I turned and walked the hallway |
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And pulled the curtains down |
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I knelt and emptied the mouth of every club around |
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But nothing's sound, nothing's sound |
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I'd stay but my last cab left me |
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Ignored all my rounds |
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Soon I was seeing visions and cracks along the walls |
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They were upside down |
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I swallow my words to keep from lying |
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I swallow my face just to keep from biting, I, I.. |
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I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving, diving |
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I surfaced when all of my being was enlightened. |
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I'm in hiding |
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I'm in hiding |
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I'm in hiding |
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I'm in hiding |
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It's been about three days now |
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Since I've been aground |
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No longer overwhelmed and it seems so simple now |
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It's funny when things change so much |
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It's all state of mind |
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I swallowed my words to keep from lying |
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I swallowed my face just to keep from biting, I, I |
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I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving, I was diving |
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I surfaced and all around my being was enlightened |
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Now I'm in hiding |
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I'm in hiding |
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I'm in hiding |
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Oh, I'm in hiding |
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I'm in hiding |
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I'm in hiding |
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I'm in hiding |
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I'm in hiding |