I don't know why, I feel like I do
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Rats in my head, stones in my shoes
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I can't explain the way that I feel
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It hovers like a ghost inside of me
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And I know it's real, I don't know why
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I don't why [x4]
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Slum education, tenement kid
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He knew the score, kept it well hid
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Mother was damaged, father was too
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Handed down the generations
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Inheritance blues
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I don't why [x4]
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Some find it easy to find their way home
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Some always troubled
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In some kind of storm
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Some always wounded, injured and wronged
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Crying and screaming from coast to coast
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Closed like a fist
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I don't why [x4]
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Tenement Kid
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| Primal Scream |
