| Shoes out of leather
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| Tongue dried out
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| The fuel’s all gone, engine stopped
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| Sister, please stay till I tell you how I left
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| And the color blue’s for me
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| And you can keep all the rest
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| I’ve been carrying these bags
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| For a hundred miles
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| I’ve been livin' in my penthouse
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| I’ve been asleep on that
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| Oh, there’s a hole in the dam
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| Where the power used to be
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| There’s a crack in my cup
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| And I’m adrift out at sea
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| It’s all mine, it’s all mine
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| It’s all mine, it’s all my own fault
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| It’s all mine, it’s all mine
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| It’s all mine, it’s all my own fault
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| It’s all mine, it’s all mine
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| It’s all mine, it’s all my own fault
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| It’s all mine, it’s all mine
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| It’s all mine, in your mind but it’s my fault
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| There’s my river of mud
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| There’s my sky of lead
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| I’ve got a head full of dynamite
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| And I’ve got nails in my bed
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| And there’s a hole in the dam
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| Where the power used to be
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| And there’s a crack in my cup
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| And I’m adrift at, adrift at sea
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| It’s all mine, it’s all mine
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| It’s all mine, it’s all my own fault
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| It’s all mine, it’s all mine
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| It’s all mine, it’s all mine and it’s my own fault
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| It’s all mine, it’s all mine
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| It’s all mine, it’s all mine, it’s all my own fault
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| Don’t say why, don’t say why
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| Don’t say why, don’t say why, it’s all my own fault |