| Black lines call out from his face
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| Oh, his heart beats staccato pace
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| He says he’s not killing time
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| I just don’t want him for no friend of mine
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| Meanwhile Susan goes out all alone
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| So many reasons but they’re not all her own
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| Bend till you break, scream if you must
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| Someone’s in her room, someone she don’t trust
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| Can you see me, I’m in the lukewarm rain
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| Tried so very hard, you know I just can’t explain
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| Think of a color, tell me what you see
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| That color’s red, you can take it from me
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| Take it from me
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| Take it from me
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| Take it from me
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| I’ve seen the streetlights shine on the underground
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| I’ve heard the dead fight when there’s no other sound
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| I’ve seen the streetlights shine on the underground
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| I’ve heard the dead fight when there’s no other sound
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight, streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight, streetlight
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| I’ve seen the streetlights shine on the underground
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| I’ve heard the dead fight when there’s no other sound
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| I’ve seen the streetlights shine on the underground
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| I’ve heard the dead fight when there’s no other sound
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight, streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight
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| Streetlight, streetlight |