Wayback
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Wayback
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The apple of another man's eye
You and I were getting high
In the middle of a broken down downtown
Nobody else around to interrupt us
I'd ask you if you want to get corrupt as the time allows
But I don't see how
We could ever walk the high road in this town
So I look at you and burn as the summer setting sun goes down
And it's a story I imagine's been told
Since the apple crop of old got sold
To a brown-eyed girl named Eve
And the price of paradise became too much for me
So I cover up my nakedness before you and stand
Half a shadow of a broken and dilapidated man
Caught hanging 'round the stairwell
Staring at the slippers that you're wearing
Like a ruby pair of high-heeled shoes
And if there's nothing left to lose, why do I hesitate so?
Yeah, it's going to bruise, but the pain's not so great
So anyone could tell you, it doesn't hurt a goddamned soul
Or take up too much time
But something tells me I should go
Grab my things and hit the road
Sing my things you'll never know
And walk too slowly
On the way back home
I find it easier to breathe
And tell myself what to believe
Another night falls and nobody calls
It's got you staring at the walls
As the thoughts of all that crawls get the best of you
'Cause there's a million ways to die, but it just takes one
For everything you're working on to come undone
Luck favors not the rich, middle, poor nor prepared man
And going anywhere can result in getting scared out your chair
So take this paranoia from my shaking hands
And be there when this jet plane lands
To put me back together
In the shape of a man that can hold you tight
And I will bury you in tales of a land
Where everything is always going just like we planned
Much better than the shit that we're in
But you're drifting again
I can't seem to make it through to you
But that's the way it always goes
And I should probably find my clothes
I'll sing my things you'll never know
And walk too slowly
On the way back home
I find it easier to breathe
And tell myself what to believe
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