When I'd cross my arms and hope to cry if caught smoking,
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you weren't sleeping
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We never said a thing.
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And I tried to leap from your front seat on the freeway,
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but you held me,
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you said now what a waste.
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Your mark was cut in me
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no they're not like us
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We bled in empathy
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no they're not like us
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and oh when the world don’t care for you
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I do
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They were quick to say you're overweight and lonesome,
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and you believed them, you said what girl could love.
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And they broke your arm in the schoolyard on the concrete,
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I was watching, we never said a thing.
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They never felt the sting
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no they're not like us
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We fell for everything
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no they're not like us
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and oh when the world the world don’t care for you...
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They're Not Like Us
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| Street To Nowhere |
