"You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain. Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain. Waste your summer prayin' in vain for a savior to rise from these streets."
You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you.
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