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I can already hear your tune |
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Calling me across the room |
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When the world and his wife |
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Are on my back again |
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Not enough pleasure |
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Too much pain |
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When the world is too much with me |
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Please leave, just go away |
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Before I lose my mind completely |
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Please leave, just go now |
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In the side street something's moving |
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Look around, look around, all around you |
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Walls are tumbling down |
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Stop staring at the ground |
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I can practically see your face |
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And another revolutionary falls from grace |
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Hear the thunder in your brain |
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Not enough sunshine |
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Too much rain |
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When the light of life has gone |
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No change for the meter |
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Then the king of spivs will come |
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Selling blood by the liter |
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When nothing's sacred anymore |
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When the demon's knocking on your door |
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You'll still be staring down at the floor |
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Not too many hours from this hour |
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So long? The storm comes |
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Or is it just another shower? |
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Picking up the pieces |
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Half alive in a nine 'til five |
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Vacant eyes, is it any wonder? |
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Primal scream at the TV screen |
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Close your eyes |
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Now the world is too much with me |
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Please leave, just go away |
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Before I lose my mind completely |
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Just leave, please go now |
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Now nothing's sacred anymore |
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When the demon's breaking down your door |
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You'll still be staring down at the floor |
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Not too many hours from this hour |
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So long? Now the storm has come |
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Or is it just another shower? |
