| The first thing you see is the light
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| Then you focus on a man in a mask with a knife
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| As he cuts you away from everything you thought you knew about life
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| Now you’re in your mother’s arms, wrinkled and wet
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| You’ll spend the rest of your life trying to hard to forget
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| That you met the world naked and screaming
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| And that’s how you’ll leave it
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| In Riverside Hospital, on a July morning
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| With a push and a pull, this is how I found out
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| I wasn’t quite so invulnerable
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| It put the fear of God in me when I heard my daddy say
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| «one mistake is all that it takes.»
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| I ended up at Central School, 1993
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| And met a certain kid named Sarim at the library
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| He said, «they're ain’t nothing about this place that’s elementary.»
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| I learned to play the guitar in the seventh grade
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| In order to convince everyone I was a renegade
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| That’s when I learned, in Glen Rock
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| Everybody calls a spade a spade
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| I couldn’t fool anyone
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| I couldn’t even fool myself
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| I was just another book on the shelf, nothing else |