It's desperation in my face from
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a lifetime of pain and isolation
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Everyday is just the fucking same
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I want to change but I can't get my foot in any door
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Everytime I know there's nobody home
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But what's the point in waiting outside alone
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The doors are locked and there's no windows
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And outside it's always thirty below
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Just when it seems like it might not be so bad
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It always kicks and tells me where I stand
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All this strife and all these tears
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And all this anger from all these years
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Has left me broken and is what keeps me hear
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I'll never be happy without you here
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Havenhurst
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| Off With Their Heads |
