| It’s the same old scene
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| You’ve been stuck at the screen for a lifetime
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| You keep your mind sharp and clean
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| With a fix of caffeine for the nighttime
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| You got a page full of friends
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| In a world without end, DIKU?
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| But if push comes to shove
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| You can do without them if they make you
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| With all this poison inside
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| It’s much too late to decide
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| You’ve got your mind made up
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| You’ve been living a lie in your white room
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| For all the hours that you’ve cried
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| There’s a year of love they denied
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| So you slip through the door
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| And fall to the floor in your BLACK ROOM
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| You’re a black room boy
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| You’re feeling so weighed down
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| Forget the losses and burn down
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| Fall into city lights
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| Nothing else is easy
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| You kissed your mummy’s hand
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| Wearing daddy’s ring
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| When they left you
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| And you buried yourself in the pain
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| That they couldn’t accept you
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| You’re in a world of your own
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| Got no cellular phone -- they can’t track you
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| But the girl at the stove
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| With a sketchy rapport
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| She will back you |