| The chip in my tooth somehow wound up on my shoulder
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| We sing the blues as if the music’s gotten slower
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| And I’m thinking of starting over
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| But I thought I should let you know first
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| Well, I’m no leader, but if you’re lost you can wander with me
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| We’ll turn our backs to our front doors
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| ‘Til we reach that other shore
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| Because I’m bored of these hollow shells
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| If honor’s dead, then it lives on in my head
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| But I never saw it coming
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| You can always learn something from them
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| I’m getting back to basics
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| Singing in a basement
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| Where the only people that matter to me reside
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| And it’s getting better the less I try
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| Because the world outside doesn’t matter at all tonight
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| No, the world outside doesn’t matter at all tonight
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| Well, I’m no leader, but if you’re lost you can wander with me
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| We’ll turn our backs to our front doors
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| ‘Til we reach that other shore
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| Because I’m bored of these hollow shells
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| If honor’s dead, then it lives on in my head
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| But I never saw it coming
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| I should finally stop running from them
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| Oh, I’m starting over |