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Dying of thirst |
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Could i still be alive or worse |
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Where was i last |
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Parked on the street when a shadow was cast |
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Taking me out, when a struggle ensued |
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What was that hole in my shirt |
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And the blood that spilled to the floor |
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Like a dead man's |
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The focus is blurred |
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And the voice off camera is heard |
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And the lighting's to blame |
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Tell the assistant director the same |
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Pulling away to a final dissolve |
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Soundtrack provides a lush bed of strings |
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Before the screen fades to black |
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And the credits rise above |
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Like the soul of a dead man |
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Wandering on |
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Like a dead man |
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Wandering on |
