| I find myself singing on the streets
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| Noone can take care of me better than me
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| But I have to find a different ride
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| That takes me away
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| With substance in my mind I feel fine
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| My head is turning inside out and upside down
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| I don’t know the next thing I’ll find
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| When turning a corner
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| And everything is alright
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| And everything is ok
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| I’ve been walking these shoes for too long
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| I need to find me another pair
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| And everything is alright
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| And everything is ok
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| I’ve pissed into the wind for too long
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| It’s not changing, I turn away
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| I’m talking to myself all the time
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| Telling me not to worry, everything will be fine
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| But the ghosts are closing in from behind
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| It keeps me running
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| And everything is alright
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| And everything is ok
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| I’ve been walking these shoes for too long
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| I need to find me another pair
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| And everything is alright
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| And everything is ok
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| I’ve pissed into the wind for too long
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| It’s not changing, I turn away |