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I feel like an image photocopied seven hundred times |
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My cheap print my faded lines |
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- Press down the dirty floor with all these __ ticket stubs |
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Big feet up above |
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I'm a man I've got reasonable abilities |
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And I was told that there gonna be some use to me |
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What ever happened to the things I would reflect upon |
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I guess I'm losing track |
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Stop, I'm shock through |
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My shape is changing, that's true |
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The resurrection is now |
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Only my second day uptown |
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Stuck in the elevator with the ghost of Christmas past |
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He's telling me just what I've lost |
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I jog the block as quick compressions flick around in me |
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But I can't seem to have joined the dots |
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I'm a man and I've got reasonable abilities |
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Trying hard to remember every part of me |
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Whatever happened to things I used to think about |
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I guess I'm losing track |
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Stop, I'm shock through |
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My shape is changing, that's true |
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The resurrection is now |
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Only my second day uptown |
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Stop, I'm shock through |
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My shape is changing, that's true |
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The resurrection is now |
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Only my second day uptown |
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Only my second day uptown |
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Uptown |