| I’ve got a fear of getting somewhere
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| and where I just don’t know
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| Bad luck getting me down
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| A gathering of soulless clowns
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| I’ve got myself a habit I’m never gonna kick
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| but I can see where its gonna end
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| When I was young
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| I was taught a little song
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| I only ever sing it
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| when things are going horribly wrong
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| It goes take a trip to the beach (?)
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| to see the master plan, a baby hyena and an olive branch (?)
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| stick it all in a fruit blender
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| With some mottos and some lovers and a vintage fender
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| And just to make sure you never wake up
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| from 25 years in an office job
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| other people meet (?)
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| But if I get a little something I can sleep
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| Other people meet (?)
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| But I just need a little something to wear to sleep
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| Other people weep (?)
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| But if I get a little something I can sleep
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| She’d made it perfectly clear
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| she didn’t want me anywhere near
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| an empty flat with the heater full on
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| so why do i feel so cold?
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| I keep expecting her to walk through the door
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| the old coat not on the floor
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| I’ve last read a beautiful thing in this book (?)
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| I think that I might just turn in
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| when I was young
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| I was taught a little song
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| which I only ever use
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| when things are going horribly wrong
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| I need two soft arms to hold me tight
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| from the demons that haunt me in the middle of the night
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| beautiful grass and a bottle of light
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| I can’t go to sleep in the dark
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| this pesky tape recorder tried to sleep in the light (?)
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| cause you never ever know how you’re gonna get flown (?)
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| I’ve gone to sleep… weren't/ wear it in bed (?)
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| I keep it inside my head
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| other people read
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| I just need a little something to make me sleep
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| other people read
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| but if I get my little something I can sleep |