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Do you ask yourself why |
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You run scared, with nowhere to go |
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Your heart full of sundays |
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The surface of saturday nights |
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You stare at the floor |
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The fistful of dreams that you crave |
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Got burned out on nicotine stains |
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When nobody called |
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Tell me why, you're alone my friend |
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Tell me why, do you fill yourself on empty |
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Tell me why, you're alone again |
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Do you ask yourself why |
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You don't care for no-one at all |
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You trip on the mainline |
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You're bound to the static that's there |
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All you've ever known |
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Tell me why, you're alone my friend |
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Tell me why, do you fill yourself on empty |
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Tell me why, you're alone again |
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Nowhere to go, nowhere to go |
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Nobody knows you're all alone |
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Nowhere to go, nowhere to go |
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Nobody knows the way to go |
