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Stairs.... to nowhere climb |
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I take them......all the time |
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Crawling on my knees |
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Walking that old fine line |
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And when I'm alone and scared |
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I think up little rhymes |
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They would make no sense to you |
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But I make them all the time |
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And time is all mine |
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And time is all mine |
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It's the little pills you find |
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Crushed to dust, rolling out of sight |
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They and up in the strangest places |
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But I take them all the time |
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And time is all mine |
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And time is all mine |
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When everyone... is false |
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I tell them I'm just fine |
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I can't... remember their names |
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But I fake them all the time |
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And time is all mine |
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And time is all mine |
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And time is all mine |
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And time is all mine |
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And when I'm alone and scared |
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I think up little rhymes |
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They would make no sense to you |
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But I make them all the time |
