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| Kara Miscellaneous The Fog Here in this town, they have all got the blues As the paper boy takes off without any news. Angels have wings you can feel free to use The cornerstore drugs you can freely abuse. And I'm yelling and screaming 'cause baby you're driving me crazy. So life on your own has been vacant and cold Everyone's getting somewhere and you're getting old. Career opportunities, they all have been sold, Along with your body, and most of your soul. And I'm yelling and screaming 'cause baby you're driving me crazy. If I could spare more remorse for my emptied out pause, I would maybe... 'Cause the fog's getting thicker The world's spinning fast The chaos is building, it's going to last. And it's so hard to see, and you're so hard to find There's days that I think I am losing my mind. So keep painting pictures of beautiful scenes Striking the canvas with deep blues and greens The realists are frowning, They think you're obscene As you work over-time to make sure they can dream. And I'm yelling and screaming 'cause baby you're driving me crazy. If I could spare more remorse for my emptied out pause, I would maybe... 'Cause the fog's getting thicker The world's spinning fast The chaos is building, it's going to last. And it's so hard to see, and you're so hard to find There's days that I think I am losing my mind. And we yell, and we scream as the The fog's getting thicker The world's spinning fast The chaos is building, it's going to last. And it's so hard to see, and you're so hard to find There's days that I think I am losing my mind. (repeat) |
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