Kind of hard feeling,
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like when someone complains on clothes,
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or something else that is stuck in the throat
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Hard and lonely,
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I never understood
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Come home again
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Come home,
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I never understood
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The aching in my throat is still as hard as before
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I did not know or understand
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IĄ¯m older now but just as young
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IĄ¯m the same person
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Selfish,
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The selfishness that crawls upon you when you least expect
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Like a spider in your bed
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That you have layed into pieces,
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but still not
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It doesnĄ¯t die,
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no itĄ¯s still there
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Killerwood
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Fireside |