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I'm caught in a world I don't understand |
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My heart's in a cage |
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My head's in the sand |
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And all I see of myself is a spirit with sins |
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Searching blindly for truth |
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And the older I get |
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The more I lose my sense of where I've been |
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I know I'm more than a body |
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I'm more than a man |
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Why is it so hard to remember that? |
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When I came back to the earth |
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After wandering around |
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In dreams that felt so real |
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Waking up was death |
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And it was raining hard in the afterlife |
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With everything just as it was |
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Maybe you're only dreaming |
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Maybe you're not |
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I watch the clouds break apart |
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Catch the sun going down |
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Leaves a spot in my sight |
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As I ride into town |
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Keeping thoughts to myself |
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Over radio blues |
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The night rolls in |
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Girls come out with their heels |
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They're so sexy and sad |
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Not the least bit real |
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But all the boys in the club |
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Have a good chance tonight |
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There was movement of thought |
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There was energy flow |
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Saw three stars overhead |
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Felt my heart half explode |
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Then I felt nothing at all |
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Just the world getting stoned around me |
