Wide awake in the candlelight
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Stoned straight, crashing
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Ocean wave patterns and sunset
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In their prime
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Shoulder demons tell me
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How to lie when it matters
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And you better hope
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That you see it coming
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Painted grey and blurry
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I am waiting for the sock to drop
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Yes I can fake it, hide, run away
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When there's nothing left to know...nothing
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Lonely like a living room
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Hallway noises and interviews
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Squeeze the globe in between
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Your legs and hope God knows
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When to show his face when it matters
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And you better hope
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That you're feeling something
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Pained by the worry
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I am stained by the learning
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Of what I can't feel, see, think, undo
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I'm going to Mexico where there's
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Nothing but the sun...nothing
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The four walls entertaining
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Me are symbols of my contentment
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Of mental and legal poverty
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Nine out of ten can't be wrong
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I have never learned
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The secret of velocity
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As I expand I feel small
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I have nothing left
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That I can draw from
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I have nothing left...nothing
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Songburst & Delerium
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I Mother Earth |