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it's hard to wake up, when the shades have been pulled shut |
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This house is haunted, it's so pathetic, it makes no sense at all |
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I'm ripe with things to say, the words rot and fall away |
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What stupid poem could fix this home, I'd read it every day |
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So here's your holiday, |
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hope you enjoy it this time, you gave it all away |
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it was mine, so when you're dead and gone |
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will you remember this night, twenty years now lost, |
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it's not right. |
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Their anger hurts my ears, been running strong for seven years |
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Rather than fix the problems, they never solve them, it makes no sense at all |
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I see them everyday, we get along so why can't they? |
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If this is what he wants, and it's what she wants, then why is there so much pain? |
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So here's your holiday, |
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hope you enjoy it this time, you gave it all away. |
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it was mine, so when you're dead and gone |
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will you remember this night, twenty years now lost, |
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it's not right. |
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So here's your holiday, |
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hope you enjoy it this time, you gave it all away. |
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It was mine, so when you're dead and gone, |
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will you remember this night, twenty years now lost? |
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it's not right |
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it's not right |
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it's not right |
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it's not right |