| Wait
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| I made a little mistake
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| Tried to pretend like I was somebody else, now the shoe doesn’t fit
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| But I walked
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| Around in circles and got lost
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| All turned around down the Lower East Side, and I can’t see the sky,
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| think it’s night-time
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| Once inside, I hope the devil’s not waiting for me
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| I got some shit to figure out before he and I speak
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| Prayers
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| Here in the sidewalk with black maps
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| Whole lot of x’s but I can’t find the spot, my trajectory’s off
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| I found shade
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| Here in the burning bush, I made
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| My bed of nails and then I jumped right on top
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| Now the bleeding won’t stop
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| I deserved what I got
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| If the bleeding won’t stop, I’d be right down
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| You say the world is not waiting for me
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| Well nothing ever fucking happens so I’d have to disagree
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| And hey, you don’t gotta go
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| You and I, we’re cool
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| But right now I’m not feeling like myself
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| So I’m not sure if it’s me but it’s not you
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| I don’t just say these things to keep you around
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| No I can’t wake up until I hear your sound
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| No I can’t wake up until I hear your sound
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| Wait
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| But things look okay
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| Mistake, this bow I wear to mock my throat
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| And they just don’t fit, mistake
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| No they don’t, no they don’t, no they won’t
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| I just don’t feel the same
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| You said the devil’s not waiting for me
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| But this shit always seems to happen so I’d have to disagree
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| And hey, you don’t gotta go
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| Oh you and I, we’re cool
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| But right now I’m not feeling like myself
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| So I’m not sure if it’s me but it’s not you
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| I don’t just say these things to keep you around
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| No I can’t wake up until I hear your sound
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| No I can’t wake up until I hear your sound |