Straight Lines - Silverchair
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Breathing from a hole in my lung
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I had no one
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But faces in front of me
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Racing through the void in my head
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To find traces of a good luck academy
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Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
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Sparks ignite and trade them for thought
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About no one
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And nothing in particular
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Washed the sickend socket in drove
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Resent nothing
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There¡¯s good will inside of me
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Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
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Wake me up low with a fever
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Walking in a straight line
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Set me on fire in the evening
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Everything will be fine
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Waking up strong in the morning
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Walking in a straight line
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Lately I¡¯m a desperate believer
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But walking in a straight line
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Something I will never forget
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I felt desp'rate
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And stuck to the marrow
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Invisible to everyone else
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I'm a sex change
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And a damsel with no heroine
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Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
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Wake me up low with a fever
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Walking in a straight line
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Set me on fire in the evening
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Everything will be fine
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Waking up strong in the morning
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Walking in a straight line
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Lately I¡¯m a desperate believer
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But walking in a straight line
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I don't need no time to say
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There's no changing yesterday
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If we keep talking and I keep walking in straight lines
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Wake me up low with a fever
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Walking in a straight line
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Set me on fire in the evening
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Everything will be fine
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Waking up strong in the morning
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Walking in a straight line
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Lately I¡¯m a desperate believer
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But walking in a straight line
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Straight Lines
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