| You know it’s funny…
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| Every time you get to the last song on your album
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| It kinda makes you wonder like
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| What if this WAS your last song?
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| And if it was, then what would you say?
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| I close my eyes, but it won’t go away
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| Am I a passenger aboard this life
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| Or am I just a stowaway?
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| Sometimes I feel my soul’s a throw away;
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| Inside is so cold and grey
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| Just hope that I can cope and don’t explode today
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| Surrounded by these broken shards from the past
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| I sit and try to analyze these racing thoughts as they pass
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| Friends turn into foes
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| And foes turn into friends
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| It makes you wonder for what purpose we serve
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| All in the end we’re falling
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| And thus continues the cycle of our humanity
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| So hard to watch our dreams just dissipate into reality
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| So this goes out to those who feel like me
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| And refuse to walk the beaten path to fight for their own destiny
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| An alien inside my own skin;
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| No matter what I’ve tried to do in this life, I can’t fit in
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| I know there’s reasons for things and things for reasons
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| The black sheep: alone in this world since I’ve been breathing
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| (An alien)
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| Alien inside my own skin
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| No matter what I’ve tried to do in this life I can’t fit in
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| I know there’s reasons for things and things for reasons
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| The black sheep: alone in this world since I’ve been breathing
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| (An alien)
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| Some people say just keep on keeping on
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| Continue putting pens to papers, paying dues and keep on writing songs
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| I find no comfort in these words no more
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| I find no comfort that this world is obsessive with brutal acts of war
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| So keep your friends close man, enemies closer
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| Stay true to your fam and stay standin' banded like soldiers
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| If ignorance is bliss, then silence is golden
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| They use misdirection to keep the public from knowing
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| Beware of Trojan horses, destructive and evil forces
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| Always think before you follow and contemplate who the source is
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| Of who stains to gain
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| Who stands to profit
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| Who shall bare the blame
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| Who’ll stand to stop it?
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| The laws of karma coming back again
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| Prozak Hitchcock. |
| Outcast. |
| They call me Alien
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| An alien inside my own skin
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| No matter what I’ve tried to do in this life I can’t fit in
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| I know there’s reasons for things and things for reasons
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| The black sheep: alone in this world since I’ve been breathing
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| (An alien)
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| Alien inside my own skin
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| No matter what I’ve tried to do in this life, I can’t fit in
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| I know there’s reasons for things and things for reasons
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| The back sheep: alone in this world since I’ve been breathing
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| (An alien) |