| There’s a man on a bridge, called suicide
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| And he hangs his head while the coast is glad
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| Halfway to a borderline
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| I can see the end for the very first time
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| Well, I know I’ve lost just a little bit on the journey
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| Oh, you know I’ve lost just a little bit on the way
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| You know I’ve lost just a little bit on the journey
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| Tried so hard to get home
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| No ways to ride, no ways to travel
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| No tracks to tell on down
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| No …
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| But I must still go on
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| … I hear …
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| … my …
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| … the tears I cried
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| And I could find the … way to get to you, you know
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| Nobody …
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| I guess you know that …
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| And I can’t …
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| You nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did me in
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| Oh, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did me in
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| Oh, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did, you nearly did me in
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| And I need some place to hide my weary anger
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| ‘Cause I can feel, I say I can feel, I say I can feel, oh I can feel
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| Oh, I can feel, I can feel … |