| Barely gone, feeling drawn
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| Close to the scene
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| Let me on, give me some
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| Then you can leave
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| But before the morning breaks
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| Come someone else’s name
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| 'Cause it’s time to mourn or hate me all the same
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| I can’t be lonely when I’m not alone
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| Missing myself when there ain’t no one home
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| Wish I believed that I just don’t need no one else
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| To feel this good, good, good, good
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| Good, good, good, good
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| Good, good, good, good
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| Good, good, good, good
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| Good, good, good
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| I can’t be lonely when I’m not alone
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| Missing myself when there ain’t no one home
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| Wish I believed that I just don’t need no one else
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| To feel this good, good, good, good
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| I can’t be lonely when I’m not alone
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| Missing myself when there ain’t no one home
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| Wish I believed that I just don’t need no one else
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| To feel this good, good, good, good
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| I can’t be lonely when I’m not alone
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| Missing myself when there ain’t no one home
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| Wish I believed that I just don’t need no one else
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| To feel this good, good, good, good
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| Good, good, good, good
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| Good, good, good, good
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| Good, good, good, good
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| Good, good, good
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| I can’t be lonely when I’m not alone
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| Missing myself when there ain’t no one home
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| Wish I believed that I just don’t need no one else
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| To feel this good, good, good |