| Streets of Philadelphia:
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| I was bruised and battered and
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| I couldn’t tell what I felt
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| I was unrecognizable to myself
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| Saw my reflection in a window
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| I didn’t know my own face
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| Oh brother are you gonna leave me
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| wasting away
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| On the streets of Philadelphia
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| I walked the avenue till my legs felt like
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| stone
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| I heard the voices of friends vanished and
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| gone
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| At night I could hear the blood in my veins
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| Just as black and whispering as the rain
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| On the streets of Philadelphia
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| Ain’t no angel gonna greet me
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| It’s just you and I my friend
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| And my clothes don’t fit me no more
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| I walked a thousand miles
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| just to slip this skin
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| The night has fallen, I’m lyin' awake
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| I can feel myself fading away
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| So receive me brother with your faithless
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| kiss
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| Or will we leave each other alone like this |