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[01:02.864]Well I know he's alive and tricking me into all sorts of things
[01:09.218]Bless his soul, bless his mind
[01:12.250]He is cold, He is blind
[01:15.442]And I know he's wearing out after all these years
[01:21.499]And I'll find him dead some morning in my bedroom
[01:29.738]He'll have painted all my windows black
[01:34.389]Soon I won't have a single dose of tact at all
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[02:05.615]And I just came back from coffee and I didn't bring my mind
[02:11.876]What's the use, it's gone dry
[02:15.034]No excuse, no goodbye
[02:18.064]And I've locked eyes with a tombstone he doesn't sleep he engineers thoughts
[02:24.402]I'll be dead one morning in my bedroom
[02:32.625]I'll have covered all my walls with crayon
[02:37.175]Obituary reads, "Who's to blame for this disastrous plan?"
[02:44.231]Imagine what you could make if your muse hadn't killed herself
[02:50.273]And after all these mistakes my life's no better than hell
[02:56.221]Maybe delaying the wake wasn't best but I'm starting to tell
[03:02.706]No matter what road you take there are spots with bone-dry wells
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[03:33.904]I was talking to a man one day and he couldn't tell a lie
[03:39.527]Time has flown, we will die
[03:42.869]We're alone, it's alright
[03:45.903]And in time we'll be forgotten every single mortal soul
[03:52.368]But you'll be alive one morning in your bedroom
[04:00.523]The sun will crack your windows, shake your walls
[04:04.193]And you will wake up; realize the walk was worth a thousand falls
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