I shut and locked the front door
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No way in or out
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I turned and walked the hallway
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And pulled the curtains down
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I knelt and emptied the mouth of every club around
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But nothing's sound, nothing's sound
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I'd stay but my last cab left me
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Ignored all my rounds
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Soon I was seeing visions and cracks along the walls
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They were upside down
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I swallow my words to keep from lying
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I swallow my face just to keep from biting, I, I..
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I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving, diving
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I surfaced when all of my pen wasn? writing
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I'm in hiding
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It's been about three days now
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Since I've been aground
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No longer overwhelmed and it seems so simple now
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It's funny when things change so much
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It's all state of mind
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I swallowed my words to keep from lying
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I swallowed my face just to keep from biting I, I?
I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving, I was diving
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I surfaced and all around me was enlightened
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Now I'm in hiding
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In Hiding
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| Pearl Jam |
