| Just like an old man in a candy store, the riots across the street
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| The cold greets the newborn, the neighbors that never meet
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| No one’s making plans here, no one knows for sure
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| The way to keep it inside, it’s just one more dark opening for you
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| And whatever you do, when everything still seems new
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| It’s sure to come to something to change the rest of your life
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| ?? |
| chance to feel normal, but now you’re in too deep
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| Pacing, ?? |
| circles around your eyes, the rest of the world’s fast asleep
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| No sense of direction, no sense at all
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| No one there to break your fall, no one knows what’s happening to you
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| I never quite got that through; |
| I know what waits for you
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| I know ?? |
| for something to do with the rest of your life
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| Stop looking over my shoulder, (it was a?) little bolder
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| You’re going somewhere I might be on your way
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| This time I don’t mean maybe
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| Nowhere I’d rather be If you’re coming with me I might be on your way
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| I saw you there on the corner with my name written all over you
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| I was trying to get your attention, it’s all I ever wanted from you
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| Who will be the victim, who will be the host
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| Who will you take it out on for not being there when you needed them most
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| For you, I’m coming to terms with you
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| And you can pull me through,
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| I’m settling up with something to change the rest of my life
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| Something to do with the rest of my life
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| I need something to fear the rest of my (life's not in vain?) |