| It’s been a long, dark, lonely hall
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| Between the cracks I can read the scrawl
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| It’s written down in a crooked rhyme
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| That sold me out before my time
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| You know but, since then I been back down to the edge
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| I can’t believe the things you never said
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| I can’t explain the words I never found
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| My whole world should come crashing down
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| You know, but you can’t sell me out with everything you think about
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| I think back I draw a blank
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| You know but, there ain’t no need to dig the past
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| You know I, I don’t wanna live my life in a day
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| I ain’t got no need for this plastic cage
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| 'Cause you don’t think about anything I think about
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| You know what I mean
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| Now you know for sure you’re alive
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| Because you watched her leave before your eyes
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| You know I’m afraid to say your name
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| But I ain’t afraid to share this blame
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| Because, you can’t sell me out everything you think about
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| You know what I mean
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| It’s been a long, dark, lonely hall
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| Between the cracks I can read the scrawl |