| Step off a train, all alone at dawn
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| Back into the hole where I was born
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| Sun in the sky, never raised an eye to me
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| There’s blood on the tracks, and they must be mine
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| Fool on the hill, and I feel fine
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| Don’t look back, 'cause you know what you might see
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| Look into the wall of my mind’s eye
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| I think I know, but I don’t know why
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| Questions of the answers you might need
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| Comin' in a mess, going out in style
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| I ain’t good lookin', but I’m someone’s child
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| No one can give me the air that’s mine to breathe
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| I met my maker, I made him cry
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| And on my shoulder, he asked me why
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| As people won’t fly through the storm
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| I said listen up now, we don’t even know you’re born
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| All my people right here, right now
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| D’you know what I mean? |
| (yeah, yeah)
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| All my people right here, right now
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| D’you know what I mean? |
| (yeah, yeah)
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| All my people right here, right now
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| D’you know what I mean? |
| (yeah, yeah)
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| I don’t really care for what you believe
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| So open up your fist and you will receive
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| The thoughts and the words of every man you’ll meet
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| Get up off the floor of the leaving line
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| No one’s ever gonna ever ask you twice
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| Get all the fuss and bring it all home to me
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| I met my maker, I made him cry
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| And on my shoulder, he asked me why
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| As people won’t fly through the storm
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| I said listen up now, we don’t even know you’re born
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| All my people right here, right now
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| D’you know what I mean? |
| (yeah, yeah)
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| All my people right here, right now
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| D’you know what I mean? |
| (yeah, yeah)
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| All my people right here, right now
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| D’you know what I mean? |
| (yeah, yeah) |