take me back to yesterday, tomorrow's almost near.
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anticipation factors in decision everywhere.
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anger fills the mood right now.
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there's no more novelties.
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hands on the clock moving i'm going nowhere
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and the nights are nothing like the nights before.
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these same four walls are painted white.
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the carpets wearing thin all my friends have left to call.
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the silence still disturbs me i'm alone.
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pick my pen up it's dried out for sure.
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the tv set is broke again.
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it's 8:00 o'clock, i'm out the door.
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fear myself i'm safe inside these walls.
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close my mind nothing gets to me at all.
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these days are shorter and he nights are really long.
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another night of nothing, like the nothing before.
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hands on the clock moving i'm going nowhere
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and i wonder why you're still afraid of me.
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these same four walls are padded white.
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Padded Cell 4 Walls Pt.2
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