| When you were born you never had a thing
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| Out in the cold unforgettable
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| Hold your silver cross not to sympathise
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| Play the music soft and close your eyes
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| You’d be a rich man or you’d be a fool
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| Heart full of gold so incredible
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| Out of time still locked in anger
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| Madman or messiah
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| If he gets inside of your head
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| That house of desire
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| Be careful you might get misled
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| Shotgun Boulevard
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| No diamonds or kings
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| Beware the schoolyard
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| I guess that’s the place it begins
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| I don’t know if it’s a gift or a curse
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| Nobody sees it’s impossible
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| Get down on your knees, wash away the blood
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| Cheating the disease will do you good
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| You might be crying on the streets alone
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| Walk through the crowd quite invisible
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| Out of time still locked in anger
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| Madman or messiah
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| If he gets inside of your head
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| That house of desire
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| Be careful you might get misled
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| Shotgun Boulevard
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| No diamonds or kings
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| Beware the schoolyard
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| I guess that’s the place it begins
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| Shame
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| Maybe there’ll come a day
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| That won’t hold you down
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| The green light is on
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| The unspoken words
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| That you should have said
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| Forever return
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| And return
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| Madman or messiah
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| If he gets inside of your head
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| That house of desire
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| Be careful you might get misled
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| Shotgun Boulevard
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| No diamonds or kings
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| Beware the schoolyard
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| I guess that’s the place it begins |