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Snow is on the mountain
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winter settles in my heart
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Icy fingers are familiar
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smooth and cold and oh so hard
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Comfortably numb
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Frost bites deep
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tiny birds fly from my heart
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White winds scream
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as they leave frozen lands of my heart
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Comfortably numb
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I watch my hands
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to see what it is they do
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Their dirty, they don't build churches
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They don't take risks and they don't remember you
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Comfortably numb
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Orion was a mighty warrior
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Cleopatra was a cheap French maid
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He said sweetheart I give you the moon
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She says I much prefer jewelry
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So in the stars he stayed
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Comfortably numb
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Me and Jesus, we go way back
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Cause we used to hang at the mall
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He says you can't trust them
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They'll just put holes in your hands
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So I covered him while he stole a bottle of cheap cologne
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Comfortably numb
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Lord, forbid, care crawled up my arm
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and I killed it right on the spot
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For fear it might tear out of my heart
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And make me love what I do not
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Comfortably
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Comfortably
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Comfortably Numb
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Comfortably Numb
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| Jewel |
