| By myself, found myself
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| By myself, found myself
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| Don’t wanna stay don’t wanna go don’t wanna leave I don’t wanna talk to you
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| Everybody it was rollin' in I wanna go home I wanna talk to you
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| Is it me? |
| Is it me? |
| Is it me-me-me? |
| Don’t wanna talk to you
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| Seen so many faces and I can’t remember names, don’t wanna talk to you
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| Yeah, did coke til four in the morning
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| Now I’m zoning, alone at home and
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| Sun is rising, the moon is setting
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| The birds were chirping, my neighbour is cursing
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| Gotta go to work and get paid
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| Twelve years a slave, still misbehave
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| My cruelty betrays me too
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| I should have known but I didn’t have a clue
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| That everybody here is gone
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| No wonder I never belong
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| No use in me trying to hold on
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| And I’m sorry I can’t stay too long
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| And he’s the one who came all alone, no one wanna talk to you
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| I’m not a fucking fallen star in the night don’t wanna talk to you
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| All my friends are dead, I wish them off the ledge, don’t wanna talk to you
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| Leave me here in a chair that’s failed, be aware I wanna talk to you
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| I can see my house from way up here
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| Down there is a disaster
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| Ready to happen any time now
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| The world is open now judgment day upon us, so act modest
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| Godless creatures in the streets their own
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| Sit at home with nothing to do
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| Last thing I want is to watch the news
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| All I rather do is talk to you
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| But everybody here is gone
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| No wonder I never belong
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| No use in me trying to hang on
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| I’m sorry I can’t stay too long
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| Gotta get outside if I’ll survive
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| Better learn to fly or suicide
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| «Do or die» they say, who am I? |
| they say
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| Nothing wrong but there’s something wrong, wait
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| Times a hand for the working man
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| I don’t feel much but the underhand
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| I hope you understand, a song about that
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| Angels wing left on my steps to go
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| Everybody here is gone
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| No wonder I never belong
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| No use in me trying to hang on
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| I’m sorry I can’t stay too long
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| And every now and again I get under my skin, don’t wanna talk to you
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| Don’t wanna hold my head and dread instead I wanna talk to you
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| Fuck love, take a drug, get a buzz, I don’t wanna talk to you
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| I wanna reach you and your scar, talk to you |