| No one ever thought this one would survive
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| Helpless child, gonna walk a drum beat behind
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| Lock you in a dream, never let you go
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| Never let you laugh or smile, not you.
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| Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
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| 'Cause everybody has a poison heart
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| I just want to walk right out of this world,
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| 'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
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| Making friends with a homeless torn up man
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| He just kind of smiles, it really shakes me up.
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| There’s danger on every corner but I’m okay
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| Walking down the street trying to forget yesterday.
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| Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
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| 'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
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| I just want to walk right out of this world,
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| 'Cause everybody has a poison heart,
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| a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart … yeah!
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| You know that life really takes its toll
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| And a poet’s gut reaction is to search his very soul
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| So much damn confusion before my eyes,
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| But nothing seems to phase me and this one still survives.
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| I just want to walk right out of this world,
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| 'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
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| I just want to walk right out of this world,
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| 'Cause everybody has a poison heart,
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| Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
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| 'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
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| a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart.
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| a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart. |