[Intro:]
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You know it's funny...
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Every time you get to the last song on your album
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It kinda makes you wonder like
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What if this WAS your last song?
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And if it was, then what would you say?
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[Verse 1:]
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I close my eyes, but it won't go away
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Am I a passenger aboard this life
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Or am I just a stowaway?
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Sometimes I feel my soul's a throw away;
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Inside is so cold and grey
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Just hope that I can cope and don't explode today
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Surrounded by these broken shards from the past
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I sit and try to analyze these racing thoughts as they pass
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Friends turn into foes
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And foes turn into friends
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It makes you wonder for what purpose we serve
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All in the end we're falling
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And thus continues the cycle of our humanity
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So hard to watch our dreams just dissipate into reality
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So this goes out to those who feel like me
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And refuse to walk the beaten path to fight for their own destiny
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[Hook:]
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An alien inside my own skin;
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No matter what I've tried to do in this life, I can't fit in
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I know there's reasons for things and things for reasons
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The black sheep: alone in this world since I've been breathing
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(An alien)
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Alien inside my own skin
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No matter what I've tried to do in this life I can't fit in
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I know there's reasons for things and things for reasons
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The black sheep: alone in this world since I've been breathing
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(An alien)
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[Verse 2:]
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Some people say just keep on keeping on
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Continue putting pens to papers, paying dues and keep on writing songs
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I find no comfort in these words no more
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I find no comfort that this world is obsessive with brutal acts of war
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So keep your friends close man, enemies closer
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Stay true to your fam and stay standin' banded like soldiers
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If ignorance is bliss, then silence is golden
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They use misdirection to keep the public from knowing
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Beware of Trojan horses, destructive and evil forces
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Always think before you follow and contemplate who the source is
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Of who stains to gain
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Who stands to profit
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Who shall bare the blame
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Who'll stand to stop it?
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The laws of karma coming back again
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Prozak Hitchcock. Outcast. They call me Alien
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[Hook: x2]
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An alien inside my own skin
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No matter what I've tried to do in this life I can't fit in
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I know there's reasons for things and things for reasons
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The black sheep: alone in this world since I've been breathing
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(An alien)
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Alien inside my own skin
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No matter what I've tried to do in this life, I can't fit in
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I know there's reasons for things and things for reasons
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The back sheep: alone in this world since I've been breathing
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(An alien)
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Alien
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| Prozak |
