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As the walls are closing in |
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And the colors fade to black |
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And my eyes are falling fast and deep into me |
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And I follow the tracks that lead me down |
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And I never follow what's right |
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And they wonder sometimes when they see all the |
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Sadness and pain that truth brings to light |
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'Cause I can't see no reason |
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What is blind cannot see |
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'Cause I want what is pleasing |
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All I take should be free |
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What I rob from the innocent ones |
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What I'd steal from the womb |
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If I cried me a river of all my confessions |
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Would I drown in my shallow regret |
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As the walls are closing in |
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And the colors fade to black |
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And my eyes are falling fast and deep into the sea |
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(Above line written as "and the night is falling" in album jacket) |
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And in darkness all that I can see |
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The frightened and the weak |
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Are forced to cling to mistakes they know nothing of |
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At mercy are the meak |
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'Cause I can't see no reason |
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What is blind cannot see |
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'Cause I want what is pleasing |
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All I take should be free |
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What I rob from the innocent ones |
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What I'd steal from the womb |
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If I cried me a river of all my confessions |
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Would I drown in my shallow regret |
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If I cried me a river of all my confessions |
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Would I drown in my shallow regret |
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If I cried me a river of all my confessions |
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Would I drown in my shallow regret |
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If I cried me a river of all my confessions |
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Would I drown in my shallow regret |
