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While you slept it off, |
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Your empire was lost |
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Now we're not your sons |
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And your old silver tongue |
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It don't work too well now |
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We wandered off |
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With our heads nice and soft |
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But we were still numb |
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And we burned in the sun |
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It got torn to pieces |
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I rub the grass from off my eyes |
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And scratch my name into the sky |
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The things beneath my floor once lied |
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I'll never let them out |
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And all my teeth (teeth) are now at my feet (feet) |
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And all of the blood |
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It comes in a flood |
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Start counting sheep |
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Then I fall asleep again |
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I find myself a-wonderin' |
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Are forests made of skeletons of people I once knew |
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And all their spines (spines) are perfectly aligned (aligned) |
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Like coal powered lines |
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Or forks silver tines |
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Now I'm out again |
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We left the ground |
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And I floated off |
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And got lost |
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Now this ain't my home |
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There's no warmth in these bones |
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Just a mark-up to help me pretend I'm sleeping |
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While we slept it off |
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All the money was lost |
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Now we can't stand up |
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Yeah the lead in our guts |
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It just weighs us down now |
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We'll crawl along |
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Despite what goes wrong |
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Cause we're not that young |
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Takes more than your guns to scare us off now. |
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Our feet left the ground |
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And I floated off |
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And got lost |
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Now my house is far below |
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It's buried in snow |
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And I can't see my footprints anymore, they're too small |
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I drift through the clouds |
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With my heart in my mouth |
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I'm not stopping |
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Now the earth is far behind |
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I'm lost in the sky |
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With my eyes closed, I'm just waiting for my air to run out |
