Well I've got something to say
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My intentions were right
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We met a moron today
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Well back up just give up
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Out in the cold on our own
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Oh man you kidnapped the truth
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You told us all to go home.
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You can find your own way home buddy.
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Im sorry to take up your time
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But you won't answer my calls
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There's tickets on the line, well sell up
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Why are they in town you say
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Wash my hands why dont you go away
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In the cold all alone, no place left to call my home
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Finding out that you weren't there, feeling that you didnt care
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Mix me up in my emotion, spin some more lies fill the ocean
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I'll work hard but you be lazy, you look good you'll feel fine
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You had already made up your name
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Before you had turned the page
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Viewing all the friendliness
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As an easy weakness
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But now your petty bourgeois
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Has been revealed to you peers
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As your head hits your hands
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And the story's revealed.
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Own Way Home
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Steriogram |