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Quiet Desperation - Rick Miller |
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The man who lives beside me |
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Wants to set the world on fire |
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I'd worry more about it but I know that he's a liar |
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The people across the street |
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Have moved their TV set outside |
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They want the world to understand |
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They've nothing much to hide |
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It feeds the seed in me |
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I wander down the street |
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To get a taste of morning air |
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A snarling dog comes after me Awakened from it's lair |
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The outside world has turned on me |
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I see it in their eyes |
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I guess I'll stay inside for now until they realize |
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It's time for them to see |
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They live their lives in a haze |
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Like rats they're caught in a maze |
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Of quiet desperation and obedience |
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I know that I'm just the same |
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I need a chance to be free |
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These darkened walls are killing me |
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If I could rise above then I'd see |
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The light beyond the trees |
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The houses on this street were built |
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All facing the same way |
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The architect slept well at night for he'd collect his pay |
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Perhaps a stick of dynamite would liven up their lives |
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But then again insurance rates |
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Would surely have to rise |
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It feeds the seed in me |
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They live their lives in a haze |
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Like rats they're caught in a maze |
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Of quiet desperation and obedience |
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I know that I'm just the same |
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I need a chance to be free |
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These darkened walls are killing me |
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If I could rise above then I'd see |
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The light beyond the trees |
