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Pulled my hat down low , hid a dagger in my cloak |
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Took a shovel and a gun , and a length of rope |
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By the monster moon, |
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I wouldn't walk the night, with a hollow heart |
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To scandalise and twist the knife |
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I turn, turn from the sun oh the feeling , oh the feeling ( x2 ) |
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I read the books they wrote, of my wanton deeds but |
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I'll block the page with ink and change my history |
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To my leper soul might crack the door and dare to step outside again |
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I turn, toward the sun oh the feeling , oh the feeling |
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I turn , turn to the sun |
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Oh the feeling , oh the feeling |
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It took me 40 years to bear the gaze of that old looking glass and not flinch when |
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I saw my face now my greatest fear , to be exposed has become the thing, |
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I find I need the most |
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I learned to love the sun oh the feeling, oh the feeling so |
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I learned to love the sun oh the feeling , oh the feeling |
