| I show my faith in a crowd, though I was never lost anyway
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| Was never lost anyway
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| I put practice into what it means to free the boat from bay
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| But I’m patronized by the laughing wasted on another
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| Because of what does not humor me is anybody’s guess to me
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| And I don’t even want to walk outside
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| I remember the light at the end of the tunnel
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| If I stare into the fire
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| Someday in so many sayings
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| Right around any bend
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| Right around any bend
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| The queen of deceit has left it all to me
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| But man, I hate that I’m patronized by the laughing wasted on another
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| And of what tends to humor me ain’t only empty ends to means
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| And I don’t even want to walk outside
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| I remember the light at the end of the tunnel
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| If I stare into the fire
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| And I don’t even want to walk outside
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| I remember the light at the end of the tunnel
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| If I stare into the fire
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| And I don’t even want to walk outside
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| I remember the light at the end of the tunnel
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| If I stare into the fire
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| And I don’t even want to walk outside
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| I remember the light at the end of the tunnel
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| If I stare into the fire
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| And I don’t know if should laugh or cry
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| I still remember the light at the end of the tunnel
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| If I stare into the fire |