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i slept
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and it all burned down around me
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i left
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and no one noticed
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people like pretending
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they want to be talking to you
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but they don't
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they'll rave about you
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eat you out
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and let you down
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real slow
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i walked
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the air cold enough to choke
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i searched the city for shelter
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but everyone's door was closed
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the city likes pretending
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it pays attention
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but it don't
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it'll write about you
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eat you out
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and let you down
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real slow
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do you sleep satisfied?
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it was cold
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and my toes were getting ready to freeze
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i reached the street and yelled,
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"somebody give me a ride, please!"
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it snowed
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and i threw a log on the road
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the cars they came spinning
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crashed and burned
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and i was warm
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real warm
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do you sleep satisfied?
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sleep satisfied
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