The tile in the kitchen is cracking
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The stairs through the basement are sinking
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Somebody told me I'm crazy
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Thinking past the limits of thinking
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The crevice in the ceiling is rusting
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Who knows when it will cave in?
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The image of a broken heart bursting
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In the window that mirrors my skin
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I am walking through this city
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Trying to avoid the sidewalk cracks
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Every step that I'm taking
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I fear I'm under attack
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They're on to me
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And I am scared to no end
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Once I had the control
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Rules were there to bend
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But now they're on to me
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And I don't know how to get out
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The thought never crossed my mind
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I've run out of time
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The fire from the stove is blazing
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Spreading throughout my home
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I didn't know what I was risking
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Living here all alone
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I could go out to the country
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And hide there among the mountains
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But sooner or later I'd grow thirsty
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And wish I could drink from the fountains
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I am walking through this city
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Trying to avoid the sidewalk cracks
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Every step that I'm taking
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I fear I'm under attack
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They're on to me
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And I am scared to no end
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Once I had the control
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Rules were there to bend
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But now they're on to me
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And I don't know how to get out
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The thought never crossed my mind
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I've run out of time
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They're On To Me
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| Ari Hest |
