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The rent-a-cops are sleeping There's nobody to watch me pass And the trees have been weeping Their tears are still upon the grass You're the drink I could not swallow You're the cinder in my eye I walk among the stones again in the place we said goodbye Why should I try to hang on? When the world keeps shutting me out I've done everything wrong Since you fell off the face of the earth Since you fell off the face of the earth Now as the stars are dying I hide my head behind the wall There's seven kinds of sorrow And darling I can name them all You're the path I could not follow To the place where no one cries I walk among the stones again in the place we said goodbye Why should I try to hang on? When the world keeps shutting me out I've done everything wrong Since you fell off the face of the earth Since you fell off the face of the earth... From Letras Mania