No longer do I cry, there's no future in the tear
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No longer do I ask why, the answer's never clear
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Not like a smokin' gun, it's not my idea of fun
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Small Town Big Hell, for me for you
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Superstitious minds can kill the truth
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It's not for me to say, so I will just play dumb
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They say love finds it's own way, but not for everyone
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The monsters they are real, your own lives they will steal
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Small Town Big Hell, for me for you
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Superstitious minds can kill the truth
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What is our destiny, can we still the sea
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The devil's waiting in the wings
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Softly he, softly he sings
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Come follow me to glory, step into the unknown
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But this is not my story, it's yours and yours alone
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Now you're many miles away, no longer hear them say
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Small Town Big Hell, for me for you
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Superstitious minds can kill the truth
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Small Town Big Hell, for me for you
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Superstitious minds can kill the truth
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Of me, and you, of me, and you
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Small Town Big Hell
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Small Town Big Hell
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Colin Hay |