| Some are crying blind vengeance
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| Some are fake awry
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| Summer wake up empty
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| Till they cry me to sleep
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| It just lays there going stiff
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| I just can’t believe it’s not over
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| And they can’t replace the hint
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| And the dying body twitches out
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| Some other time, this place is breaking up its breaking down
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| Some other time, this message breaking up its breaking down
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| Some other time, I’m receiving your messages
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| Some other time, I’m receiving your messages
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| Help me understand now, what you sang, how you figured that out
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| Some baby’s talking in the background. |
| That may mean something…
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| When your blind light thunders
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| And your crazed man freaks
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| While your half will take over
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| So that I can get some sleep
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| And it just won’t leave my head
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| And it makes me want to spin around
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| And they can’t replace the hit
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| And they know what Monk was thinking ‘bout
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| Some other time, it’s all I think about
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| Some other time, it makes me sick
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| Some other time, I’m almost healthy
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| Some other time, can’t even get out of bed
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| Some other time, this place is breaking up its breaking down
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| Some other time, this message breaking up and breaking down
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| Some other time, I’m receiving your messages
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| Some other time, I’m receiving your messages
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| What are we waiting for, why are we wasting time?
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| Help me understand now, what you sang, how you figured that out
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| Some baby’s talking in the background. |
| That may mean something…
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| Further than I went with you (hello/ have I?)
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| What are we waiting for
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| Further than I went with you (hello/have I?)
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| What are we waiting for
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| Why are we wasting time |