| See the light in my eyes but it all goes away
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| Black as sun drippin' down and it fills up my days
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| You don’t know this part of me
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| You can’t see these scars on me
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| I see the world as a child, see it purple and gray
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| Runnin' reckless and wild like a horse with no reins
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| Am I still sleeping? |
| Yeah, yeah, I must be dreaming
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| Got a knife in my back and a bad, bad headache
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| Got my heart broke again, still the same damn thing
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| Well, I know it ain’t easy, it’s harder to say
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| Gonna walk on the sunny side of the street if that’s all I do today
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| You’re so damn civilized, you just flip through the pages
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| Of my problems like I’m some psychology case
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| You don’t know this part of me
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| Oh, you can’t see these scars on me
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| I see a squiggly line runnin' 'round the ceiling
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| Try to catch him, he’s mine till my eyes start to sting
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| Am I still sleeping? |
| Oh, I must be dreaming
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| Got a knife in my back and a bad, bad headache
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| Got my heart broke again, still the same damn thing
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| Well, I know it ain’t easy, it’s harder to say
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| Gonna walk on the sunny side of the street if that’s all I do today
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| It’s warm like winter in my mind
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| Shadows speak to me so nice
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| So leave me here, I’ll be alright
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| Why don’t you leave me here alone tonight?
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| See the light in my eyes but it all goes away
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| Black as sun drippin' down and it fills up my days
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| You don’t know this part of me, ohh
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| You can’t see these scars on me
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| Got a knife in my back and a bad, bad headache
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| Got my heart broke again, still the same damn thing
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| Well, I know it ain’t easy, it’s harder to say
|
| Gonna walk on the sunny side of the street
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| Got a knife in my back and a bad, bad headache
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| Got my heart broke again, still the same damn thing
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| Well, I know it ain’t easy, it’s harder to say
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| Gonna walk on the sunny side of the street if that’s all I do today |