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Got shoes on my feet and I'm trying to find a place to feel
Oh, I'll be left sitting in the rain
Baby, I'll be lost for days
Maybe I'll be running again
True, honey
Why'd you get so g****mn sweet with the money?
I'll just sit alone, a little paper
Now just coming home

Oh, oh
Come, look in, look in, every single time
Come, look in in the morning, late at night
Come, look in, but I'm scared of what I might find

And I cannot hear sounds
Everything is getting so loud
And I see you

You blame every little thing on me
Said, you never really called me pretty, now, baby
I can't believe that you keep thinking away

Come, look in, look in, every single time
Come, look in in the morning, late at night
Come, look in, but I'm scared of what I might find

I just want to feel, just want to see
Just want to be
You are the paperless preacher, the evilless teacher
I'm at home, sitting alone
Downing a bottle, look at my phone
Thinking I miss you but maybe I don't
'Cause I've been thinking I'm fine on my own

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Come, look in, look in, every single time
Come, look in in the morning, late at night
Come, look in, but I'm scared of what I might find