There's the house
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There's the doorway
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Been locked out
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The lights are out anyway
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And loosely reconditioned
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To be just so refined
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A last grasp at the life worth living
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In these standard shoes and what's left of my lines
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You can see right through me
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Hey
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I've been thinking
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Why don't we get out of here tonight?
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Get in the car and just start driving
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Fuck them if they can't take a joke
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Right?
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I've fallen asleep again
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And when I wake up you won't be here
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Don't you think I don't know why?
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I've been asleep for years
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You can see right through me
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House Of Smoke & Mirrors
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| Matthew Good |
