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Nobody knows it like a person of the night |
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I see you sleeping |
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Something has fallen and no one will know for hours |
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I have fallen and you'll probably never know |
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I'm like a criminal trying to get home safe |
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To your affection |
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And as the storm blows trash into the street |
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There is some good there |
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Feel your convulsions, are you holding your releasing gear? |
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These are the spasms and cries |
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We're in your direction like a pair of eyes that stare |
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Through to your backbone |
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There's enough money here for both of us |
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These are the good days |
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We are like criminals trying to get home safe |
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To love-like survival |
