| You walk in the shadows, you gave in too soon
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| An endless procession that follows the moon
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| You wake up each morning, the same every day
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| Your life feels so empty, don’t throw it away
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| You may work, you may be rich
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| Like a king just passing by
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| All these things won’t make you better
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| And bad news still makes you cry
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| Come on, you crazy old mothers
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| Let’s get in trouble
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| Come on, you crazy old mothers
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| Let’s get in trouble tonight
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| How does it feel? |
| You remember
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| It’s in your flesh and blood
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| How does it feel? |
| You remember
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| Just like you knew it would
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| It means nothing to you, you say it’s all right
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| But you realize when your knuckles turn white
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| There’s so many pathways, keep pulling you in
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| Don’t know where you’re going, don’t know where you’ve been
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| Write a note or make a call
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| And explain just how you feel
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| Put it all down in a letter
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| What you say, this is for real
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| Come on, you crazy old mothers
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| Let’s get in trouble
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| Come on, you crazy old mothers
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| Let’s get in trouble tonight
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| How does it feel? |
| You remember
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| It’s in your flesh and blood
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| How does it feel? |
| You remember
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| Just like you knew it would
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| Yeah, sometimes it’s hard to resist
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| And maybe the way that you choose to go
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| Yeah, knowing the things you dismissed
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| And even the way that you say hello
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| How does it feel? |
| You remember
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| It’s in your flesh and blood
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| How does it feel? |
| You remember
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| Just like you knew it would
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| Come on, come on, you crazy old mothers
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| Let’s get in trouble
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| Come on, come on, you crazy old mothers
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| Let’s get in trouble tonight
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| How does it feel? |
| You remember
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| It’s in your flesh and blood
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| How does it feel? |
| You remember
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| Just like you knew it would |