| You crows, you carried me through another night
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| To get back down and I’m going crazy
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| I’ll be starving at your feast tonight
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| Taking all my cues from the city light
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| Where we are just barely holding on
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| Now we sleep underneath the freeway bridge
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| We belong nowhere and to no one
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| Not knowing where we got lost
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| With California at my back
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| And the whole world in a paper bag
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| Another state of mind might do me alright
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| We do desolation style, murders, hope for the mile
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| Never really knowing what we’ve got
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| So we lose it to an afterthought
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| Do we deserve this life?
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| And in everywhere, I’ve seen my share
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| Of the ways that we all let each other down
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| And I wonder why
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| Not all who wander here are lost
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| Not all who seek that peace of mind
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| Wonder where they’re going
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| We know exactly where we’ve been
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| And we know this ain’t a game you play to win
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| You can find yourself on an even trade
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| Down familiar roads
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| Never gonna make it out alive
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| Whatcha gonna leave here when you die
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| Take a chance on me and meet me at the darkest road
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| We’ve done just enough to get us by
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| No more than just barely alive
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| We ain’t sleeping no more
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| With hearts too deep to drown
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| Not all who wander here are lost
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| Not all who seek that peace of mind
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| Wonder where they’re going
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| We know exactly where we’ve been
|
| And we know this ain’t a game you play to win
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| You can find yourself, on an even trade
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| Down familiar roads
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| You crows, you carried me through another night
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| And I’m going crazy, I’m going crazy
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| I’ll be starving at your feast tonight
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| Taking all my cues from the city lights
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| Where we are just barely holding on
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| Just barely holding on
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| Just barely holding on
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| Just barely holding on
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| Just barely holding on
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| Just barely holding on |