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Sitting on the six, take the long ride home, just me, myself and I (whoa) |
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Noise in my ears, gutless self pity swarms this journey here tonight. |
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Goodbyes and hellos (whoa), but I still sit on my own. |
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Over-thinking thoughts of the day, |
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Writing stories for the souls that I barely know, |
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Common ground are the seats we share - |
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Day in, day out, take care. |
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All these lights illuminate the streets |
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And this green light lightens up my mind |
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(Lightens up my mind) |
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I'll stand forever just to be kind |
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Maybe I make these people scream and shout, like they do every night, |
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But I still share these late night sights, these late night sights |
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Maybe losing their love make these people talk to no-one... |
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Goodbyes and hellos, but I still sit on my own. |
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Over-thinking thoughts of the day, |
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Writing stories for the souls that I barely know, |
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Common ground are the seats we share - |
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Day in, day out, take care. |
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All these lights illuminate the streets |
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And this green light lightens up my mind |
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(Lightens up my mind) |
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I'll stand forever just to be kind |
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