| While you slept it off
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| Your empire was lost
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| Now we’re not your sons
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| And your old silver tongue
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| It don’t work too well now
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| We wandered off
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| With our heads nice and soft
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| But we were still numb
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| And we burned in the sun
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| It got torn to pieces
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| I rub the grass from off my eyes
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| And scratch my name into the sky
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| The things beneath my floor once lied
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| I’ll never let them out
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| And all my teeth (teeth) are now at my feet (feet)
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| And all of the blood
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| It comes in a flood
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| Start counting sheep
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| Then I fall asleep again
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| I find myself a-wonderin'
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| Are forests made of skeletons of people I once knew
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| And all their spines (spines) are perfectly aligned (aligned)
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| Like coal powered lines
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| Or forks silver tines
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| Now I’m out again
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| We left the ground
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| And I floated off
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| And got lost
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| Now this ain’t my home
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| There’s no warmth in these bones
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| Just a mark-up to help me pretend I’m sleeping
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| While we slept it off
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| All the money was lost
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| Now we can’t stand up
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| Yeah the lead in our guts
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| It just weighs us down now
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| We’ll crawl along
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| Despite what goes wrong
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| Cause we’re not that young
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| Takes more than your guns to scare us off now
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| Our feet left the ground
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| And I floated off
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| And got lost
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| Now my house is far below
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| It’s buried in snow
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| And I can’t see my footprints anymore, they’re too small
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| I drift through the clouds
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| With my heart in my mouth
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| I’m not stopping
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| Now the earth is far behind
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| I’m lost in the sky
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| With my eyes closed, I’m just waiting for my air to run out |