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I lay my head down on the track again |
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yeah they say the whistle blows for me |
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but I don't hear it as it comes my way |
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I see the moon its shining through the trees |
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and as a fog rolls through the night |
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I feel a push and then I'm blowing through the breeze |
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and as my body falls on through the sky |
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I ain't sorry, I cant worry |
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about what I have gone and left behind |
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I'm a snake on the ground |
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I'm some birds flying alone in the dark |
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I'm a bear chewing through my leg to get free |
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I'm a tiger with a knife buried in my back |
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I'm a wolf running scared because |
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I'm hunted and under attack |
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yeah I'm hunted and under attack |
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Don't try to touch me now |
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cause I can't feel a thing |
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I don't hear your cries and moans |
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and I don't feel your sadness anymore |
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There's just this trail that I have set my feet upon |
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don't try and catch me cause your fingers |
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just can't hold onto what I've become |
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and as I look on what is left of my reflection |
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I ain't sorry, I can't worry |
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about what I have gone and left behind |
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I'm a snake on the ground |
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I'm some birds flying alone in the dark |
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I'm a bear chewing through my leg to get free |
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I'm a tiger with a knife buried in my back |
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I'm a wolf running scared because |
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I'm hunted and under attack |
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yeah I'm hunted and under attack |
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If I was a man, I might take the time |
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to set things right |
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to walk the right road |
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but I ain't a man |
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If I was a child |
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I might kiss you on the face |
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hold onto you, beg you |
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But I ain't a child |