| So I’ve tried never to hide
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| I’ve crashed in shame for pride
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| In a lifeless sea of formaldehyde
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| I strolled the night trying to subside
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| Into something that’s real
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| But home is still unfamiliar
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| No one wants to die alone
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| No one wants to die alone
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| But there’s a colored life on TV
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| Where everybody knows the song
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| And everybody sings along with me
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| So you cried when your loved died
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| Yet no one knows the distance you feel
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| From yourself in it’s residence
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| It took some time trying to find
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| Your drifting departure in mind
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| But home is still unfamiliar
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| No one wants to die alone
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| No one wants to die alone
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| But there’s a colored life on TV
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| Where everybody knows the song
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| And everybody sings along with me |