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Days go by. |
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Turn into weeks. |
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I'm not vagrant but |
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I've really |
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Nothing to speak of... life's purposes evading me. |
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Try oh though |
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I might, Can't keep 'em in my sight... |
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And now who's controlling me? |
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If it's not myself, it must be someone else you see. |
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Face down in a pool of my own sorrow. |
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Will it last or will it leave tomorrow? |
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Broken man, he's got you on his mind. |
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All life's rewards are broken dreams someone forgot |
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I guess; Forgot to wake me up you see. |
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Are you suprised the world's not free? |
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Now words are all you've got, |
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Words aren't good enough for me. |
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You've gutta move if you'll be free. |
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You gutta bow your head. |
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You gutta give it up. |
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Be free. Face down in a pool of my own sorrow. |
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Will it last or will it leave tomorrow? |
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Broken man, he's got you on his mind. |