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©Shawn Mullins Sometimes it's hard to stay sane Dogtags like shackles on my brain We've got a language of our own You learn to talk bad When you're far from home. Dusty books on my shelf It's kind of like running from yourself Five years between the two extremes I lived my life in books, or so it seems. And all I could see was an older me I had to reach down inside Before life took me for a ride I lie awake at night, I don't know wrong from right And no one really knows who you are But they're all telling you that you're gonna go far And all I could hear was a ringing in my ear Boxes of words locked in my room But I never wrote the tune. |
Album: Better Days Year: 1992  Belong This Time/Last Time Same Old Thing Locked In My Room Sleep Alone The Dream Buckdance Everchanging World Just Like Me Appalachian Shed A Tear Casey's Last Ride 
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