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Bastard
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[Words and music by Devin Townsend]
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Not one of the better days
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Nighttime, turn around
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Lonely is the city tonight
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Nighttime, all around
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Lonely in the city tonight
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Grey people stare at a static sky (as you will)
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Ours is not to question why
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Same thing, every time
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It always seems to need what I'm not
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To all the hopeful ones:
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Nobody gives a fuck what you've got
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I only wish that I could pray to god
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(but you will)
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Stay longer
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Please don't leave me alone
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Bastard, mother, father, no...
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Time passed quicker than you will ever know
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And they can push me harder
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But you know I'll never go
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And they will justify it, but you know
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It will take them slow
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The girl from blue city
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The lights from across the harbour
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And the boys are out on the corners
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Sex in the neon basements (red and smelly)
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And don't feel a thing (it's too cold to worry)
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So in the corner by the dock
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Where there's no light
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It smells like piss but no one knows
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And right now just to sleep would be alright
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...Feel old, gone where the feelings go
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...Gone now in a field of green
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Gone where feelings go...
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BASTARD
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| devin townsend |
