(dancing in the dark
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In my sleep)
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We’re counting in the dark in our sleep
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You told me graves are shaped like hives of sunbeams
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Counting in the dark in our sleep
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You told me graves are shaped like hives of sunbeams
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And a hammer’s to my head and you’re starving yourself
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And a hammer’s to my head and you’re starving yourself
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But little kids' mommas have your name in their mouths
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And little kids' mommas have your name in their mouths
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And oh, even my momma’s got your name in her mouth
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In her mouth, in her mouth
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In her mouth, in her mouth
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In her mouth, in her mouth
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We’re dancing in the dark in our sleep
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Hallelujahs, hiding and seeks
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We’re dancing in the dark in our sleep
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With hallelujahs, hiding and seeks
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And a hammer’s to our heads and we’re starving ourselves
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A hammer’s to our heads and we’re starving ourselves
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And little kids' mommas have your name in their mouths
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And little kids' mommas have your name in their mouths
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And oh, even my momma’s got your name in her mouth
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In her mouth, in her mouth
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In her mouth, in her mouth
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In her mouth, in her mouth
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And the ghosts in this down, they can walk the walk
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But every kid in this town can talk the talk
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The ghost in this town, they are holding their breaths
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But the ghosts in my heart, they can’t get no rest
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No rest, no rest, no rest
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No rest, no rest
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We’re counting in the dark in our sleep
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You told me graves are shaped like hives of sunbeams
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A hammer’s to my head and you’re starving yourself
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And a hammer’s to my head and you’re starving yourself
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And dancing in the dark in our sleep
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Hallelujahs, hiding and seeks
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And a hammer’s to our heads and we’re starving ourselves
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A hammer’s to our heads and we’re starving ourselves
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Little kids' mommas have your name in their mouths
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Well, little kids' mommas have your name in their mouths
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And oh, even my momma’s got your name in her mouth
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And my momma’s got your eyes in her mouth
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And my momma’s got her eyes in your mouth
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And my momma has her eyes in your mouth
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And my momma’s got your eyes in her mouth
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In her mouth, in her mouth, in her mouth
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In her mouth, in her mouth
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And the ghosts in this down, they can walk the walk
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Every kid in this town can talk the talk
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The ghost in this town, they are holding their breaths
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But the ghosts in my heart, they can’t get no rest
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No rest, no rest
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And the ghosts in my heart
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They can’t get no rest |