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I think about nearly nothing else when I'm on my own |
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Solitude is freezing the life from my bones |
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Looks like the same thing's happening again |
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It's getting strange 'round here, I don't feel the same |
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If you could only see me today |
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Cocoon you laugh in my face |
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We've gotta learn to communicate |
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Get real, I will always be this way |
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Paint the lines in gray |
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So, I think about nearly nothing else, still I'm on my own |
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Staying in ain't chic when you've got no home |
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Looks like this frame was made for me |
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You could climb across the rooftops, then you'd see |
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Through the burning sash, I'm free |
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Cocoon you laugh in my face |
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We've gotta learn to communicate |
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Get real, I will always be this way |
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Paint the lines in gray |
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Hey you, I'm on your case |
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You remind me of lovers I used to chase |
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Through the golden songs from a golden age |
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Let me love you today |
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So, I think about life outside this open shell |
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And then, any other man would think I've done so well |
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Ten years in masterpiece of gray |
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Then you'd get used to your presents day by day |
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Get used to your presents day by day |
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Get used to your presents day by day |
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Get used to your presents day by day |
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Get used to your presents day by day |
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Day by day, day by day, day by day, day by day, day by day |
