| Yeah I picked it all up and I moved to the city
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| It’s never dark and it doesn’t feel right
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| The bar’s are always full and the people are so pretty
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| Hollow little vessels that survive on the lights
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| Vaguely-rolling hills and a sleepy little sunrise
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| I even slept a little bit last night
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| Some populated people, they are waiting for salvation
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| I’ve never been there but I heard that it’s nice
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| And we go like death can’t touch us tonight
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| Come back barely alive
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| Now we’re right back where we started off
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| Aw hell, you got me wonderin' why
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| I been movin' just to keep the fire burning
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| My voice is gone but the band wants to play
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| People go to work and the wheel, it keeps on turning
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| A little quiet at the end of the day
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| Here we go, like the doomed little creatures we are
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| Keep our palms to the sky
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| Now we’re right back where we started off
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| Aw hell, you got me wonderin' why
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| I think about the water that brought me out of hiding
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| I walk around a little drunk in the rain
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| Laughin' like a devil in a dim little hallway
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| I could the minutes 'til I see you again
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| Here we go to a dark and comforting place
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| Sit and listen to the pines
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| And now we’re right back where we started off
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| Aw hell, you got me wonderin' why
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| We’re right back where we started off
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| Aw hell, you got me wonderin' why |