| Tarantula passes by the window
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| No one takes it as a sign
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| No one cares which way the wind blows
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| Someone’s got to change your mind
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| Every bone has been broken
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| Rumours all lost at sea
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| Every word every language has been spoken
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| Someone’s got to set you free
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| I’m going to wait for you
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| I’m going to wait for you
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| Suicide days suicide suicide nights
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| In a wheelchair almost blind
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| Someone’s going to have to pay the price
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| Someone’s got to change your mind
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| I’m going to wait for you
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| I’m going to wait for you
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| Is it just that we must? |
| Is it here that we gear?
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| Is it only that we’re lonely? |
| It is there that we dare?
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| Is it the lies that we fight? |
| Is it whores we adore?
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| Is it god with a rod? |
| Taking more more more?
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| I’m going to wait for you
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| I’m going to wait for you
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| No one knows my name
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| No one knows my name
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| Walking down the street baby now
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| No one knows my name
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| No one knows my name
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| Walking down the street baby now
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| No one knows my name
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| No one knows my name
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| Walking down the street baby now
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| No one knows my name
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| No one knows my name
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| Walking down the street baby now
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| Walking down the street baby now
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| Walking down the street baby now
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| No one knows my name
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| No one knows my name
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| Walking down the street baby now
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| Walking down the street baby now
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| Walking down the street baby now |