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Wake up young man, it's time to wake up. Your love affair has got to go. For ten long years, for ten long years. The leaves to rake up Slow suicide's no way to go, oh. Blue, clouded gray, you're n
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Lyrics by Layne Staley. Music by Staley, McCready, Martin, Saunders All alone. We're all alone. We're all alone.
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I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know who I am I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know who I am Why we have
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Wake up young man, it's time to wake up. Your love affair has got to go. For 10 long years, for 10 long years. The leaves to rake up. Slow suicide's no way to go, oh. Blue, clouded grey. You're
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For clear space and soundess of mind. I've let you play me for some time. One can only receive and retain. But the lies you recite for your gain. . So you rely on my faith in your kind. Or rathe
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So much blood I'm starting to drown. Runs from cold to colder. Time to time the sky's come down. To help me lose my way Tears and lies for answers. You and open veins, God knows I'm gone. Girl I
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Do the laughs die when. One such as I run. And allow myself. Time for own true needs. When convincing me. That you're on my team. May not lie to me. But not mentioning. . So sit back and have
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Disconnected. Far above the ground. You're too close to hear. That thundering sound. . Neglected. Behind castle wall. It's your high-wire walk. It's your kingdom to fall. . Rainin'. God giv
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My pain is self-chosen, at least so The Prophet says. I could either burn or cut off my pride and buy some time. A head full of lies is the weight, tied to my waist The River of Deceit pulls down, o
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Born of the water. Born of the flame. This life is a monster. Don't you know it's name. The house it is wooden. The house it is stone. The proud broken hearted. And close to the bone. Once you
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My pain is self-chosen. At least, so The Prophet says. I could either burn. Or cut off my pride and buy some time. A head full of lies is the weight, tied to my waist. . The River of Deceit pull
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No sleep, you’re counting those falling. Turn white as a sheet in the face of the rain grown colder. The wild flower waltzing,. The locomotive crawling. But on the wheels where the rust don’t stai
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Lifeless dead, that unclean bed. Till or when her hunger's fed. How he'd wished that they would wed. "I promise on our love" she said. Promises were never kept. Alone on dirty floor he slept. .
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Do the laughs die when. One such as I run. And allow myself. Time for own true needs. When convincing me. That you're on my team. May not lie to me. But not mentioning. . So sit back and have
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Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed. In the House of I'll Repute. Is this the way I spend my days. In recovery of a fatal disease?. . Oooh. Oooh. Oooh. Oooh. . On a cloud of pink has to g
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Music by Staley, McCready, Martin, Saunders (Instrumental)
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For clear space and soundness of mind. I've let you play me for some time. One can only receive and retain. But the lies you recite for your gain So you rely on my faith in your kind. Or rather co
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I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know who I am. . I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know who I am. . Wh
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Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed. In the house of ill repute. Is this the way I spend my days. In recovery of a fatal disease? Ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh On a cloud of pink has turn to gray. And I'
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