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There’s a light bulb dangling from string |
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It’s slowly swaying up over my head now |
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As I jot down the words that’ll never be sung |
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And wait for my headache to numb |
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And the wind sounds as if the world’s sighing |
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And the moon’s just a torn fingernail |
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As the TV flickers and hums by the wall |
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And I wait for my eyesight to fade |
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It’s so damn slow |
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So, So, So |
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It’s so damn slow |
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And the bright-eyed choke on ambition |
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And the old folks circle their graves |
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And the young ones are busy destroying their names |
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And you’re still just wasting away. |
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I sit and watch the screen for a message |
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Some kinda sign that says we’re OK |
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But the screen stays blank till I turn the thing off |
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And wait for my conscience to break. |
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It’s so damn slow |
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So, So, So |
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It’s so damn slow |
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I hope you’re learning to listen |
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And I hope you’re learning to stay |
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And I hope you find what you’re missing |
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And I hope that you’re making you’re way |
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I’m a headcase if I don’t keep moving |
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And my head hurts if I don’t sit still |
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It’s an itch that I’ll never stop scratching |
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It’s a hole that I’ll never quite fill |
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