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Someone stood beside me for a moment in the rain |
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A silhouette, a cigarette, and a gesture of disdain |
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I felt a dark door open, saw a sudden ghost come through |
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A spark leapt from my fingertip and |
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I knew it must be you |
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Ain't you the man who dies every day? |
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You're the man who dies every day |
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You're the man |
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We never saw you walk in, we never saw you leave |
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You flick the ashes off a lap on everybody's sleeve |
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You always play that funny pack of cards without an ace |
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And every street you ever walked is mapped out on your face ' |
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Cause you're the man who dies every day |
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You're the man who dies every day |
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You're the man |
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You always kept a sunset behind your lonely shoulder |
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You never showed on photographs and you never grew much older |
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You flicker like a shaky shadow, moving like a thief |
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You never drop your facade and you never seek relief ' |
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Cause you're the man who dies every day |
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You're the man who dies every day |
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You're the man who dies every day |
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You're the man who dies every day |
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You're the man |
