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So I'm all surrounded
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By the things I thought I'd put away
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And I'm all surrounded
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By the things I thought I'd put away
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An there s a pile in the closet
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That's where I threw some yesterday
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Maybe under the rug
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That's where I swept some the other day
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So the mess is drawing forces
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Outside I hear them say
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Just come out with your hands up
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So we can blow you away
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And I walk out the door
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Get blown wide open
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By the things I'd put away
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And I wasn't even warned
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Just blown wide open
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Now the mess is where I lay
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So I'm all surrounded
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By the things I thought I'd put away
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So I'm all surrounded
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By the things I thought I'd put away
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And if I'm a slob
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Well I never looked at it that way
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Irresponsible
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Well you're not the first to say
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But I told her I'm sorry
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I never wanted it this way
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Yeah, I still need her
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But the mess won't go away
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And I walk out the door
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Get blown wide open
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By the things I'd put away
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And I'm out on the porch
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Just blown wide open
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Now the mess is where I lay
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Yeah, blown wide open
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Blown wide open
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Blown wide open
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The gun's still smokin'
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Blood keeps flowin'
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Blown wide open
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Why's she going
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All surrounded
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Blown Wide Open
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Big Wreck |