| You got your big idea
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| I got my big idea
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| And anyone who wanna stay can stay
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| If they can find a reason
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| Your line around the corner
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| My line is turning over
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| And I don’t need to see the light of day
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| To feel it on my shoulder
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| All of my ins are on the outside
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| And I want you all to notice
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| 'Cause I have no will to hide
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| With only dark around me
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| So cold I couldn’t ever
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| Manage to see the curtains draw their weight
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| Around me like a sweater
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| And hold all my memories of shelter
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| Beside me like a furnace
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| Either way I choose to turn
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| And leave me out so long, I doubt I’m ever gonna be
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| So picked apart and practiced at the art of never changing
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| And it’s all so much, the weight, the words, to resonate
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| I finally have, I finally have, alright already
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| So much for the rest
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| And hold all my memories of shelter
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| Beside me like a furnace
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| Either way I choose to turn
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| And leave me out so long, I doubt I’m ever gonna be
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| So picked apart and practiced at the art of never changing
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| And it’s all so much, the weight, the words, to resonate
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| I finally have, I finally have, alright already
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| So much for (so much for) the rest |