| Stayed up all night listening to hair metal
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| And things that
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| I found in my old room in my hometown
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| Wish I was
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| Not coming back here just to put away
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| Buried remains of
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| Why does it have to come to this to pull
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| And drag me out from
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| My rusted, barred-in, so important yet meaningless reality
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| That I’ve spent so many years in with these hands tied down
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| But not too tight to call home
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| I always thought I would leave
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| I never thought that I’d see
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| This fall so out out of line
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| And now that we have lost
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| Another too close to us
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| Does this distance seem worth it
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| At all today
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| Cause I don’t wear these scars as well as she would say
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| So all that’s left for me is all that I had ever earned
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| But I’m hoping there’s time to change it all
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| I think that I can make it anyway
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| Now I’m stuck breathing only dark stale air
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| And things that
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| I left in this new place in this downtown
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| Wish I was
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| Not coming back here just to put away
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| Buried remains of
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| Why does it have to come to this to pull
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| And drag me out from
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| My rusted, barred-in, so important yet meaningless reality |
| That I’ve spent so many years in with these hands tied down
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| But not too tight to call home
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| I always thought I would leave
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| I never thought that I’d see
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| This fall so out of line
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| And now that we have lost
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| Another too close to us
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| Does this distance seem worth it
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| At all today
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| Cause I don’t wear these scars as well as she would say
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| So all that’s us for me is all that I had ever earned
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| But I’m hoping there’s time to change
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| Cause I think that I can make it anyway
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| Before it is too late
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| To figure out what I have known all along
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| If i spend my life running away i’ll never break from my
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| Rusted, barred-in, so important yet meaningless reality
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| That I’ve spent so many years in with these hands tied down
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| But not too tight to call home
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| I always thought I would leave
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| I never thought that I’d see
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| This fall so out out of line
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| And now that we have lost
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| Another too close to us
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| Does this distance seem worth it
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| At all today
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| Cause I don’t wear these scars as well as she would say
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| And that’s all that’s left for me is all that I had |
| Ever earned, so please don’t
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| Waste this turn, with me
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| I deserve every inch of this |