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Write this alone on my bed |
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I've poisoned every room in the house |
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The place is quiet and so alone |
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Pretend there's something worth waiting for |
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There's nothing nice in my head |
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The adult world took it all away |
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I wake up with same spit in my mouth |
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I cannot tell if it is real or not |
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I try and walk in a straight line |
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An imitation of dignity |
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From despair to where |
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From despair to where |
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Outside open mouthed crowds |
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Pass each other as if they're drugged |
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Down pale corridors of routine |
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Where life falls unatoned |
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The weak kick like straw |
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Till the world means less and less |
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Words are never enough |
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Just cheap tarnished glitter |
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I try and walk in a straight line |
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An imitation of dignity |
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From despair to where |
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From despair to where |
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A cripple walks in a straight line |
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An imitation of dignity |
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From despair to where |
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From despair to where |
