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picture yourself |
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mind like a switchblade |
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heart doubled over in pain |
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you let your body overflow |
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hide your instinct good and deep |
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as the world just goes to hell |
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throw my clothes out in the street |
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and hang me on your wall |
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cause everyone's in ecstasy |
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underneath it all |
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and everybody's lonely |
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no one there at all |
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but is anybody happy |
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or is it just the alcohol? |
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i don't know, i don't know |
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all i really know is |
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i don't know, i don't know |
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now your sisters have gone, one by one |
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one took jesus, one took the gun |
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and each song leads to one more song |
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the future on your back |
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i guess i should feel lucky just to |
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get to be your past |
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and i never saw your world come down, |
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that familiar sound. |
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and i never thought you would pull me down, |
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that the world would pull me down. |
