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I'm so scared, I just can't go anymore |
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I keep patching my roof up |
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Still, the rain falls on my side of the door |
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Now my hardwood floor |
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It swells and it moans like it hurts |
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And when night comes around |
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I can hear it pray to the earth |
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How'd you let me get sewed down? |
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How'd you let me get sewed down? |
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How'd you let me get sewed down, like I deserve? |
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I deserve |
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It don't feel bad, deserving what's left and set aside |
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To keep latching the days to others |
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Preferred to negate in the divide |
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I don't get mad |
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I just don't get dry, not anymore |
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I stare out my window |
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I watch you play in the dirt |
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How'd you let me get sewed down? |
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How'd you let me get sewed down? |
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Won't you send me back home now, like I deserve? |
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I deserve |
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I'm so scared, I just can't go anymore |
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I keep patching my roof up |
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Still, the rain falls on my side of the door |
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Now my hardwood floor |
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It swells and it moans like it hurts |
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And when night comes around |
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I can hear it pray to the earth |
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How'd you let me get sewed down? |
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How'd you let me get sewed down? |
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Won't you send me back home now, like I deserve? |
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I deserve |
