| Where’s that space of fear you hide?
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| Have you gone way beyond the center, out there in space?
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| I know you need to get even
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| Tell me the one, about the hand that holds you down
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| Because the bruise on your face, it always seems to stay around
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| And tell me the one, about the hand that holds you down
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| 'Cause you seem to be lost, with no intention to be found
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| So how does it feel
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| And how does it feel
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| To be the one who’s always in the way
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| To be the words that never made the page
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| Be the one who’s always
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| Left out in the rain
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| Tell me again, about the spark that met the flame
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| And tell me again, about the man who went insane
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| Is there a place within for redemption, is there a voice inside with a decision
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| And if so when, and if so then, where’s the conviction
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| So how does it feel
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| And how does it feel
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| To be the one who’s always in the way
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| To be the words that never made the page
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| Be the one who’s always
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| Left out in the rain
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| Be the one who’s always
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| Left out in the rain
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| Be the one who’s always
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| Left out in the rain
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| I know, that you need to get even
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| And I know, it’s for all the right reasons
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| And I, well I know, that you’re staring at the edge
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| And I, well I know, that you need to get even
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| So how does it feel
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| And how does it feel
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| To be the one who’s always in the way
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| To be the words that never made the page
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| Be the one who’s always
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| Left out in the rain
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| Be the one who’s always
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| Left out in the rain
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| Be the one who’s always
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| Left out in the rain |