| Have you heard about my screams
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| Cause I like a drink
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| And I haven’t touched one in weeks
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| Can the blind see through the eyes
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| Of a dog or is it just attention I seek
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| Have you ever known it to be
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| Because I know you’re warming to me
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| And I know you’re waiting you’re always ready
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| You keep your mouth in your backside baby
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| And you’re using it daily in my defense
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| You wear the devil in your shoes lately
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| And you’re walking all over the times when I’ve known you
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| And smiled
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| Have you burned down to the seams
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| I’m on my feet
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| And haven’t touched down in weeks
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| Can the blind see through these eyes
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| See through the fog or is it just attention I seek
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| Have you ever known it to be
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| Because I know your warming to me
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| And I know you’re waiting you’re always ready
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| Have you every known it to be
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| Because I know you’re warming to me
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| And I know you’re waiting you’re always ready
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| And I know you can’t keep reeling
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| From just your own free wheeling
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| And I know you’re waiting you’re always ready you see
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| You wear the devil in your shoes lately
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| And you’re walking all over the times when I’ve known you
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| And smiled |