| I said I was going and I went
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| The scariest thing that I’ve done yet
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| And after all ain’t it just about that
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| I Said I was going and I went
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| The world’s an empty house
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| With all the lights on and no one around
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| So you go through the fridge and you sleep on the couch
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| Leave the door open on your way out
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| But I’m not afraid to bleed
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| A trail of red like a wake behind me
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| And it mixes with sand, oceans and land
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| Yeah, I’m part of everything
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| When I came to the end of the road
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| There was no fanfare blowing me home
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| I crept in the night like a runaway child
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| At the door let me in, let me in it’s so cold
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| I can’t wait to scrub the floor
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| Or use a knob to open a door
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| And the toaster the toaster my long lost friend
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| Man, it’s so good to see you again
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| But I don’t know how long I’ll stay
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| Maybe forever, or maybe a day
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| Somewhere a man with his dreams in a case just waits on a train
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| No telling when it’s on its way
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| So I said I was going and I went
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| And I never found what I wanted to get
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| But I found that it’s true, you are what you do
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| I said I was going and I went |