| Drinking from the steaming street
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| Filling up my lungs with heat
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| Breathe out all that anger
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| Try to find some inner peace
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| Shadows trying to run me down
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| Telling me it ain’t my town
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| Be that it as it may
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| I’m cashing in my favor now
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| Hid it in the basement
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| Gotta keep it safe somehow
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| But it’s really quite a shame that it’s gone to waste
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| I was hoping to bring some home
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| As I slowly roller-skate through a wall of hate
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| I was hoping to save my soul, but what’s it for?
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| Tumbling down that hill again
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| Bodied by the rushing wind
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| Then I reach the end yet
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| Wonder why the light’s so dim
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| Listen to your roommates hum
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| Down the hall as I woke up
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| Chair legs on the hardwood
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| Think I’ll pour myself a cup
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| Sister for the weekend
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| Love you still when Monday comes
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| But it’s really quite a shame that it’s gone to waste
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| I was starting to feel so whole
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| Feel like every single day’s such a piece of cake
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| I was trying to bring some home
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| As I slowly roller-skate through a wall of hate
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| I was hoping to save my soul, but what’s it for? |