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| I don't feel a thing, and I stopped remembering. The days are just like moments turned to hours. | |
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| Mother Used to say. if you want, you'll find a way. Bet mother never danced through fire shower. | |
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| Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain. I walk in the rain, in the rain. Am I right or am I wrong. And is it here that I belong. | |
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| I don't hear a sound. Silent faces in the ground. The quiet screams, but I refuse to listen. If there is a hell. I'm sure this is how it smells. Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn't. | |
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| Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain. I walk in the rain, in the rain. Am I right or am I wrong. And is it here that I belong. | |
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| Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain. I walk in the rain, in the rain. Why do I feel so alone. For some reason I think of home. | |
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