| I remember all the pills I used to take at night
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| To see the light
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| And to get over my hurt yea
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| Remember every useless single word I heard
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| To overcome my verse
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| I thought it would be easy
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| Now only cracks are getting louder
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| Beneath her baby
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| I know it is, I know it is Treat me of my heath
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| But I don’t need a lighter to read the letters
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| I woke in the tiger’s lair
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| And the changing weather
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| Like my rainy days
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| I see my pleasures
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| I wish I had every open door
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| To saw the end of it
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| A teeny weeny bat on to keep hold
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| Call me at home
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| But it’s far more down the loony
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| You think it was that easy? |
| No I get without a tiger standing on my shoulder
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| Maybe baby
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| I know it is, I know it is Treat me of my heath
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| But I don’t need a lighter to read the letters
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| I woke in the tiger’s lair
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| And the changing weather
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| Like my rainy days
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| I see my pleasures
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| But it was hanging in, silly me It’s getting me in But if it was that easy oh I get without a tiger standing on my shoulder
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| Maybe baby
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| I know it is, I know it is Treat me of my heath
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| But I don’t need a lighter to read the letters
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| I woke in the tiger’s lair
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| And the changing weather
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| Remember the raining years
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| I see my pleasures |