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Honey here I go again
Down that crooked road of sin
My Momma locked me out again
And hung me high to rust under the rain

I am numb, I am numb
I am numb, I am nuuuumb

I am numb, I am numb
I am numb, I am numb

When I sing my stranger blues
I make it on the local news
Everybody likes to see you lose
And hang you high to rust under the rain

I am numb, I am numb
I am numb, I am nuuuumb

Little Bluebird at my window
Sing a pretty song for me
Don't you know that you can fly (fly, fly) away?
Don't you know that you can leave?

I am numb, I am numb
I am numb, I am numb
I am numb, I am numb
I am numb,
I am numb, I am numb
I am numb, I am numb
I am numb, I am numb

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