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I CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP.
HOPIN FOR SOMETHIN THAT I SEEK.
ANOTHER PLACE FOR ME.
OTHER THEN WHAT I SEE.
SOMETHIN I WANT TO BE.
THAT IS LIKE HOME TO ME.
IT CAN BE REAL LIKE YOU AND ME.
IT CAN BE LIKE A FAMILY.
IT'S GOOD FOR THE SOUL.
INSTEAD OF THE BOWL.
THERE'S MORE TO IT.
OTHER THAN SPIT.
SOME ONE WILL LISTEN.
AND THEY'LL TALK.
INSTEAD OF IT BEING LIKE A BOX.
THERE'S MORE TO LIFE.
THEN JUST SILENCE.
UNDO THE BOX.
AND BE A FOX.
I WANT WHAT I SEEK.
CAUSE I CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP.





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