| Kody sat down on the avenue
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| He tapped his feet, to the humming of the highway
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| He watched the light shine down on the broken glass
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| And thought
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| I don’t got no reasons, yet
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| And there it is and there it was
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| Now it was clear to all of us
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| We kept this hat of broken dreams
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| And we pulled them out, when we needed them around
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| So please hand me the bottle, I think I’m lonely now
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| And please give me direction, I think the hurt set in
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| And I don’t feel nothing
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| There’s a squeak hinge down on the back gate
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| It lets us know if he comes around
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| But I don’t sleep that good anyway
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| And if you’ve never heard that silence, it’s a God awful sound
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| So please hand me the bottle, I think I’m lonely now
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| And please give me direction, I think I just caved in
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| And I don’t feel nothing
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| I don’t feel nothing, no I don’t feel nothing
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| There’s nothing to feel good about here
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| Don’t much get down to the avenue
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| I could drive, but it takes so much to get there
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| Don’t get off on all the broken glass, the cadillac scene
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| Well I’ve seen a lot of good things die and I’m
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| In an over emotional way
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| So please hand me the bottle, I think I’m lonely now
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| And please give me direction, I think the hurt sets in
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| So please hand me the bottle, I think I’m lonely now
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| And please give me direction, I think I just caved in
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| But it ain’t nothing |