| Hiding in the comfort of corners
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| I guess in a way everybody hides
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| Though I need my friends more than ever
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| I don’t want anyone by my side
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| Who is that boy in the mirror
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| Waving goodbye to the man?
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| I can’t seem to shake that sad feeling
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| I’ll never be who I really am
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| Though I’m lost I’m only one over the eight
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| Goodbye Station 8, guess you’ve heard as of late
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| I’ll be drinking this night on my own
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| I’m going away to my own special place
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| Where I turn off the lights and the phone
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| So won’t you…
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| Help — I need to escape, I don’t belong in here
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| Here’s to my fears, sorrows and tears
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| There goes another year
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| He’s that kid, with panic through the streets
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| That no one really sees
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| Oh, that kid looks one hell of a lot like me
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| My friends that left town are returning
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| They know that I’m too homeward bound
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| I’m sick of their heads that keep turning
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| Of nodding and saying I’m fine
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| I’m not fine
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| The 46″ is my friend now
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| I order my food to the door
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| I suffocate on medication
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| Those pills just can’t do it somehow
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| I shot myself down, August 2008
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| Now I carry this pathetic wound
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| I don’t even talk, I won’t listen at all
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| But I’m hoping that someday you’ll call
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| So won’t you…
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| When I turned from the truth in a far cry from you
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| Denied the hand of a friend that could help me through
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| Mealy mouthed, unsure, afraid of it all
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| Never confident but I know how to fall
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| Say is it you outside the window?
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| Coming home to me one last time?
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| I swear I just saw your silhouette
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| Sliding into the bedroom where angels blessed our skin
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| Now only dust
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| I am still knocking at your door
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| But love doesn’t live there anymore
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| I know you’ll be coming home again
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| But nothing will ever be the same;
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| You’re taking your things, returning my heart
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| I curse my own pride as I’m watching the phone
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| Is there anything happening at all?
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| I drink til' I cry but just can’t fall asleep
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| Someone please give me a call
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| Summer is over we’ve used all our dreams
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| Now I tumble in blind memories
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| You’ve changed your address, soon you’ll change your last name
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| How I wish I’d change at all
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| Help — I need to escape, I don’t belong in here
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| Here’s to my fears, sorrows and tears
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| There goes another year
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| Help — I need to escape, but I do belong in here
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| Here’s to you love, wherever you are
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| You’re still inside of me
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| As the last lover’s sailing away in the night
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| By the harbour retired romantics
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| Left behind telling stories of how it was oh
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| So much better before…
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| Before any of us fell in love… |