Lost another morning.
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Now it's going on two years.
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And this cough, it just won't go away.
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In the city of grey, I think I'm leaving today.
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Cuz I was staying for some reason,
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But for what I can't say.
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Cuz it's so cold outside.
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???
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We have got more to do.
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This here city's worn ??
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Emptied all my bottles,
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Burned my magazines,
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But so far I don't feel more sincere.
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Come on and smile, drink your beer. Could it take another year?
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Cuz it's so cold outside.
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???
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We have got more to do.
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This here city's worn ??
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Don't let go of my fragile hands.
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I know somehow you'll understand.
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Fine-Tuning The Bender
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Off With Their Heads |