I'm walkin to the other side
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With the devil tryin to take my mind
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And my soul's just a silhouette
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In the ashes of a cigarette
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Illusions never fake their lies
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Trick cards fool the eye
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Carry zeros over till they add up
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Bury tears in the chapters you shut
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Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell
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And the rain's too plain to tell
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All alone by a barren well
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The scarecrow's only scarin himself
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I've been diggin the ground
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Thru the dust and the clouds
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I see miles and miles
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And the junkyard piles
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I wanted hope from a grave
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I wanted strength from a slave
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What gives you comfort now
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Might be the end of you then
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Crows are pullin at my clothes
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The wind got my fingers froze
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Standing all day keepin watch
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Over all the treasures we lost
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Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell
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And the rain's too plain to tell
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All alone by a barren well
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The scarecrow's only scarin himself
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Scarecrow
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