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Oh well, oh well, so here we stand
But we stand for nothing My heart calls to me in my sleep I cannot turn to it I'm all locked up in this Dark place -- and I do not know |
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| I'm as good as dead
My head aches -- I'm warped and tied up I need to kill this pain |
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My head won't leave my head alone
I don't believe it will 'Til I'm dead and gone My head won't leave my head alone And I don't believe it will 'Til I'm six feet underground |
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How long I'm tied up
My mind in knots, my stomach reels In concern, what I might do or What I've done Got me living in fear Well, I know these voices must Be my soul I've had enough I've had enough Of being alone But I've got no place to go |
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My head won't leave my head alone
And I don't believe it will 'Til I'm dead and gone My head won't leave my head alone I don't believe it will 'Til I'm six feet underground In my grave Lying, trapped shut and wired in my grave Reason, leave it to me to waste here |
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I'm here, here I'm again
I'm tied in knots, my stomach reels In concern with what I might do or What I've done It's got me tied up and living in fear But why do I drink and drink and smoke To reason, to reason with my head anyway? The needle to the vein Needle to the vein Take this needle from my vein my friend I say... |
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My head won't leave my head alone
I don't believe it will 'Til I'm dead and gone My head won't leave my head alone I don't believe it will 'Til I'm six feet underground |
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Talking to myself
A TV blares Oh man, oh how I wish I didn't smoke Or drink to reason with my head But sometimes this thick confusion Grows until I cannot bare it all In my grave Lying, trapped shut and wired in my grave Reason -- my reason Take my head off this terror I'm rading, I'll come back My mind's all wiped clean But the needle is my great escape I'll see the cold in time My head now leaves me behind I seem caught, caught in... I see Heaven Yeah. |
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