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My vision's clouded, the sun is dark |
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I've lost my way, |
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I've lost my mark |
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Chased by something in another way |
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Hoping to see the light or another day |
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Getting, getting, getting |
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In my way |
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Broad horizons, but my skies are gray |
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Getting, getting, getting |
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In my way |
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Don't know what it is, but it ain't gonna stay |
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Blind punches, invisible blows |
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My patience shortens, my temper grows |
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I'm taking over, |
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I'm not myself |
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I'm tired of the cards |
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I'm being dealt |
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Pissed-off as |
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I should I can't do all that |
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I know I could |
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The things |
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I see have different shapes |
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I can't remember what it takes |
