| Somehow, somewhere, someone
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| Sold me the wrong set of dreams
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| Like a rag doll in careless hands
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| I come apart at the seams
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| Like a willow I’m bending -an actor pretending
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| The script I’ve been given is true
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| Like a child that is force-fed
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| I’m throwing this shit back at you
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| Anger and fury my
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| Anger and fury my
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| Anger and Fury my
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| Anger and fury my
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| Wall of anger -my cacophony
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| Neon and screens were my feeling machines
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| No wonder I feel like a fool
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| I’m a fire of resentment with media methane as fuel
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| My soul and the soles of my shoes both have holes
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| Still somehow I get through the sorrow
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| Two pairs of socks and a shot in the arm 'till tomorrow |