| Stay there, nice and far
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| They know your kind, they know what you are
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| Move along, just get away
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| There’s nothing here for your like today
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| So don’t believe they’re gonna catch you when you fall
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| You’re getting nothing out of it at all
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| 'Cause they’re giving nothing up especially for you, pariah
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| You’re out there on the street
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| In a driving, raining, winter sleep
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| If we can’t put a roof over your head
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| What kinda world are we creating?
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| I guess not everyone believes you have the right
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| They call you a burden and a parasite
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| If they could only see one cold night in your place, pariah
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| Ooh, pariah
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| Sleep beneath the stars
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| Oh yeah
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| Till you’ve forgotten who you are
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| Who you are
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| So don’t believe they’re gonna catch you when you fall
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| You’re getting nothing out of it at all
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| 'Cause they’re giving nothing up especially for you, pariah
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| Ooh, pariah
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| That’s what you are
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| Pariah |