| (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 |