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Lost boy, with the shreds of your shoes on your feet
And the schoolgirls called you a freak

Long gone, with all that you are in a bag
(Watching you fumble)
And a paper cup held in your hand
(A paper cup held in your hand)

You have your pride, you're standing your own ground
Your dignity will never go
And your mind is pretty sound
You stare at the sun
You screw up you face and then you're done

Lost soul, camped at the side of the road
And the rain rises up through your toes
Brave man, with the egg running down past your nose
(The future was yours)
All the troubles you've had no one knows
(How it came to this no one knows)

You have your pride, you're standing your own ground
Your dignity will never go
And your mind is pretty sound
You stare at the sun
You screw up you face and then you're done

Outside where the traffic cowers
And the past begins to fade away
Tell yourself it's just what the thunder said
So pack up your belongings and stop talking to yourself

All the friends I have, I made you a list
Even if it's true they don't all exist

(All the friends I have, I made you a list
Even if it's true they don't all exist)

Slack jaw, will you tell me of all that you were?
And the promises you made to her
Drink up, you can tell me of all that you've seen
While we wait for the light to turn green

You have your pride, you're standing your own ground
Your dignity will never go
And your mind is pretty sound
You stare at the sun
You screw up you face and then you're done

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