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Standing just outside |
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The circle of light |
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Avoiding the pool cues |
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Watching the game |
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Waiting for you |
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Hanging in the doorway |
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Like smoke |
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Like mistletoe |
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This is where |
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I'll beWhenever you come or go |
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I'm gonna roll you over |
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Gonna peel you back |
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Expose your tender center |
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Watch the juices flow from the crack |
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Gonna peel you out |
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Of your protective shell |
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Or I might have to break right in there |
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And raise some hell |
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I don't have no grand plan |
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For you and me |
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Just nothing is impossible |
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Nothing is unlikely |
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I'm just riding the tide |
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Nothing more |
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And it's bound to take me out some |
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Before it brings me back to shore |
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When you look in the mirror |
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Do you see visions of your past |
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I ain't got time for halfway |
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I ain't got time for halfassed |
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When I look in the mirror |
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I see my days to come |
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And my face is just a trace |
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Of where I'm coming from |
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Just outside the circle of light |
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Is where you've been living |
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Your whole life |
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You've got to jump into the center |
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And launch your attack |
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And then you've got to crawl back |
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In the corners |
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Where it's really black |
