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I hear them breathing |
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They know what I have done, all that I've been through |
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I tell them secrets |
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And who's to say it isn't so? |
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Move, don't move |
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stay a little while on my linoleum |
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Breathe, don't breathe |
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Walk a thousand miles on my linoleum |
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This is frustrating |
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I'm sensing some of my hostilities |
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Distress and conflict |
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I've really just about lost all control |
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Move, don't move |
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stay a little while on my linoleum |
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Breathe, don't breathe |
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Walk a thousand miles on my linoleum |
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What do you really want from me? |
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What is it? |
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I just really want to leave |
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I just really got to... |
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Angry? |
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No |
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Angry? |
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No |
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Angry? |
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Did someone whisper |
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I'm really not so sure |
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I could've been asleep |
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Is everyone this frightened? |
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Are there more like me? There's just got to be. |
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Move, don't move |
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stay a little while on my linoleum |
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Breathe, don't breathe |
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Walk a thousand miles on my linoleum |
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Drink, don't drink |
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Still I'm lying drunk on my linoleum |
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Dream, don't dream |
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All the patterns fade on my linoleum |
