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Pearl Jam |
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Riot Act |
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Ghost |
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The mind is grey like the city. |
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Packing in and overgrown. |
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Love is deep. Dig it out. |
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Standing in a hole alone. |
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Working for something that one can never hold. |
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A place in the clouds. |
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Good place to hide oh my oh. |
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So I'm flying away, away. |
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Driving away, away. |
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Finding. Hoping. Ways I missed before. Missed before. |
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The TV, she talks to me. |
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Breaking news and building walls. |
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Selling me, what I don't need. |
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I didn't know soap made you taller. |
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So I'm riding away, away. |
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Hiding away, away. |
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So much talk it makes no sense at all. My sense is getting cold. |
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So I'm hiding away, away. |
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Driving away, away. |
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Passing old friends I won't know at all. Won't know at all. |
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It doesn't hurt when I bleed. |
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But my memories they eat me. |
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I've seen it all before. |
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Bring it on cause I'm no victim. |
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Dying away, away. |
