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I was bruised and battered, I couldn't tell what I felt |
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I was unrecognizable to myself |
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Saw my reflection in a window and didn't know my own face |
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Oh, brother, are you gonna leave me wasting away |
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On the streets of Philadelphia |
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I walked the avenue 'til my legs felt like stone |
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I heard voices of friends vanished and gone |
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At night I could hear the blood in my veins |
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Just as black and whispering as the rain |
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On the streets of Philadelphia |
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Ain't no angel gonna greet me |
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It's just you and I, my friend |
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And my clothes don't fit me no more |
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I walked a thousand miles just to slip this skin |
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The night has fallen and I'm lying awake |
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I can feel myself fading away |
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So receive me, brother, with your faithless kiss |
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Or will we leave each other alone like this |
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On the streets of Philadelphia |
