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Stone Temple Pilots
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CORE
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By: MALACHi
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Dead And Bloated
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I am smellin' like the rose
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that somebody gave me on
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my birthday deathbed
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I am smellin' like the rose
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that somebody gave me
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'cause I'm dead and bloated
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Yeah, and she says it's
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natural
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I fell I've come of age
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When she peeks I start to run
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You can't swallow what I'm
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thinkin'
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You can't swallow what I'm
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thinkin'
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I run through the world
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thinkin' 'bout tommarow
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I am trampled under sole of
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another man's shoes
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Guess I walked too softly
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Oh yeah, and she says it's
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natural
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I feel I've come of age
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When she peeks I start to run
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You can't swallow what I'm
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thinkin'
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You can't swallow what I'm
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thinkin'
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Ses Type Thing
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I am, I am, I am
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I said I wanna get next to you
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I said I wanna get close to you
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Youu wouldn't want me have to
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hurt you too?
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I ain't, I ain't, I ain't
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A buyin' into your apathy
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I'm gonna learn ya my philosophy
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You wanna know about atrocity?
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I know you want what's on my
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mind
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I know you like what's on my
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mind
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I know it eats you up inside
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I know, you know, you know
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I am a man, a man
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I'll give ya somethin' that ya won't
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forget
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I said ya shouldn't have worn that
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dress
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I said ya shouldn't have worn that
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dress
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Here I come, I come, I come
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Wicked Garden
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Can you feel like a child?
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Can you see what I want?
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I wanna run through your
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wicked garden
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Heard that's the place to find
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ya
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But I'm alive
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So alive now
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I know the darkness blinds
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you
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Can you see without eyes?
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Can you speak without lies?
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I wanna drink from your naked
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fountain
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I can drown in sarrows
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I'm gonna burn
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Burn you to life now
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Out of the dark that blinds you
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Burn, burn, burn
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Burn your wicked garden
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down
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Can you feel pain inside?
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can you love?
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Can you cry?
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I wanna run through your
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wicked garden
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Hear that's the place to find you
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But I'm alive
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So alive now
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Out of the dark that blinds you
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Sin
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Holywater clouds my thinking
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Sinking low now
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Keep on drinking
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Down you go, suffer long
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Down you go, sin makes me
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strong
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You control me, soul you stole,
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mine
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Wishful thinking
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Six feet under
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Down you go, suffer long
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Down you go, sin make
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me strong
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Dead by dreaming, sleep you
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steal, mine
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Pools of cold sweat
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Hatred burns me
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Down you go, suffer long
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Down you go, sin make me
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strong
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Holywater clouds my thinking
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Sinking low now
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Keep on drinking
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Feel what werein my eyes
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Sink into the holes in my eyes
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My sins have made me blind
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Sink into the holes in my eyes
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Still shackled to the shadow
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Still shackled to the shadow
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That followed you...
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Naked Sunday
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You're the fuel to the fire
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You're the weapons of war
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You're the irony of justice
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And the father of law
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I've been waiting for awhile to
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meet you
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For the chance to shake your
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hand
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To give you thanks for all the
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suffering you command
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And when all is over and we
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return to dust
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Who will be my judge and which
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one do I trust?
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Angst...
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You're the champion of sarrow
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You're the love and the pain
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You're the fighter of evil
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Yet you're the one and the same
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Been waiting awhile to meet you
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For the chance to shake your
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hand
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To give you thanks for all the
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suffering you command
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And when all is over and we
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return to dust
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Who will be my judge and which
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one do i trust?
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Angst...
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Creep
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Forward yesterday
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Makes me wanna stay
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What they said was real
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Makes me wanna steal
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Livin' under house
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Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse
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All's I gots is time
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Got no meaning, just a rhyme
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Take time with a wounded hand
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'Cause it likes to heal
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Take time with a wounded hand
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'Cause it likes to heal
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I'm half the man I used to be
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This feeling as the dawn
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It turns to gray
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I'm half the man I used to be
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This feeling as the dawn
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It turns to gray
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Feelin' uninspired
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Think I'll start a fire
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Everybody run
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Bobby's got a gun
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Think you're kinda neat
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Then she tells me I'm a creep
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Friends don't mean a thing
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Guess I'll leave it up to me
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Piece of Pie
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I broke the breadline
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Nobody knows
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I walked the frontline
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Still got far to go
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I mixed the water
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I drank the water
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I broke the breadline
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Don't wanna know
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It's staring me down
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Wearing a crown of apathy
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I'm standing around
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Dressed like a clown
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Don't know my name
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You know where to find me
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I killed the manchild
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I'll fast alone
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I had the midwife
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Naked and alone
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I mixed the water
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I drank the water
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I killed the brainchild
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I'll fast alone
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Don't wanna let me be a man
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Don't wanna lead me to your
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home
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Plush
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And I feel that time's a wasted
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go
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So where you going to tommarow?
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And I feel that these are lies to
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come
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Would you even care?
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And I feel it
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And I feel it
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Where ya going to tommarow?
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Where ya goin' with the mask I
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found?
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And I feel, and I feel
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When the dogs begin to smell
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her
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Will she smell alone?
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And I feel, so much depends on
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the weather
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So it's raining in your bedroom?
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And I see, that these are the
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eyes of disarray
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Would you even care?
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And I feel it
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And she feels it
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Where ya going to tommarow?
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Where yo goin' with the mask I
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found?
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And I feel, and I feel
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When the dogs beging to smell
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her
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Will she smell alone?
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When the dogs go to find her
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Got time, time, to wait for
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tommarow
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Crackerman
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Kickin' as I'm tryin' to sleep
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Got the mud beneath my
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shoes
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Rubber band, gun in hand
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I wanna use
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Roamin', roamin', roam
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Get away, gotta get away
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And I think I think too much
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I don't care, yeah and I
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don't care
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Trippin' as I' thinkin'
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'Bout a boy, his name was
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Sue
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He's a man, he's a man
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Crackerman, crackerman
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He's a woman too
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And I'm thinkin'
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While I'm thinkin'
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And I'm thinkin'
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While I'm thinkin'
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Where the River Goes
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Yeah, I could hide in the calm of
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the eye of the storm
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And never blow away
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Well, I'm a young man with a
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knife to my back
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Some things never seem to
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change
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Nowhere to run to, nowhere to
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hide
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Sing the song or keep it inside
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Bought the farm, but the farmer
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done died
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Sing that song, sing that song
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inside
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Yeah, I wish I could live in the
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dream that I fly on tarred &
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feathered wings
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Well, I'm losing a game of reality
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dice where the dealer never ever
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plays
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I wanna be as big as a mountain
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I wanna fly as high as the sun
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I wanna know what the rent's
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like in heaven
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I wanna know where the river
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goes
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Yeah, I could hide in the calf of
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the eye of the storm
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And never blow away
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Well, I'm a young man with
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a knife to my back
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Some things never seem to
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change
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If I was stronger
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I could be a mountain range
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If night was longer
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Could I escape the day?
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