| Backside of thirty came fast, but what’s more
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| I can’t remember younger days like before and it’s a shame
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| I’ve done more runnin' than most any age
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| A whole lot of prayin' on the backside of a stage, scared to death
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| Wondering what’s next
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| And I take the long way around every time
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| As fast as I can through the comfort of night and it’s a fight
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| The people who love me, they suffer the most
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| See me on TV and all they see’s a ghost of someone they knew
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| They’re tellin' the truth
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| Never alone, always lonely
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| Easy to find, seldom seen
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| Never alone, always lonely
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| On a fast train through a slow moving dream
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| Never alone, always lonely
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| Easy to find, seldom seen
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| Never alone, always lonely
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| On a fast train through a slow moving dream
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| Never alone, always lonely
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| Easy to find, seldom seen
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| Never alone, always lonely
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| On a fast train through a slow moving dream |