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Engine's running hot |
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But now it's burnin' down |
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Everyone says that this is going well |
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But I can hear every sound |
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Four gray walls |
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Make it all seem right |
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But everything looks wrong |
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In these cheap hotel lights |
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Chorus: |
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Going up and down |
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Down and out |
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Cheap cologne and expensive perfume |
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I've never seen so many lost souls in my life |
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Air so thick, so busy and loud |
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One crazy young man standing out in the crowd |
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[ Chorus ] |
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One of these days when the sun comes up and I'm tossin' and turnin' alone |
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I'm gonna pull myself up outta this state |
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I'm gonna make everything seem alright, alright |
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Know how it feels with the sun in my eyes, still that heartbroken wind's at my door |
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One of these days I'm gonna wreck myself and this engine won't run no more, no more |
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[ Chorus (x2) ] |
