| Extreme ways are back again
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| Extreme places I didn’t know
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| I broke everything new again
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| Everything that I’d owned
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| I threw it out the windows, came along
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| Extreme ways I know move apart
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| The colors of my sea
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| Perfect color me
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| Extreme ways that help me
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| That help me out late at night
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| Extreme places I had gone
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| But never seen any light
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| Dirty basements, dirty noise
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| Dirty places coming through
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| Extreme worlds alone
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| Did you ever like it planned?
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| I would stand in line for this
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| There’s always room in life for this
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| Oh baby, oh baby
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| Then it fell apart, it fell apart
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| Oh baby, oh baby
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| Then it fell apart, it fell apart
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| Oh baby, oh baby
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| Then it fell apart, it fell apart
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| Oh baby, oh baby
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| Like it always does, always does
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| Extreme songs that told me
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| They helped me down every night
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| I didn’t have much to say
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| I didn’t get above the light
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| I closed my eyes and closed myself
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| And closed my world and never opened
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| Up to anything
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| That could get me along
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| I had to close down everything
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| I had to close down my mind
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| Too many things to cover me
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| Too much can make me blind
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| I’ve seen so much in so many places
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| So many heartaches, so many faces
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| So many dirty things
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| You couldn’t even believe
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| I would stand in line for this
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| It’s always good in life for this
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| Oh baby, oh baby
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| Then it fell apart, it fell apart
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| Oh baby, oh baby
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| Then it fell apart, it fell apart
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| Oh baby, oh baby
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| Then it fell apart, it fell apart
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| Oh baby, oh baby
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| Like it always does, always does
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| SONGWRITERS
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| HALL, RICHARD MELVILLE
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| PUBLISHED BY
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| LYRICS |