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Shouting out the news today What I've made is what I've made Pulsing in a bottom room Waiting for the moon to change it's tune Shouting on the buildings of Concrete flesh that's all lit up An ending everywhere I turn Another night another page to burn Ooh ooh ooh Will I wind up Will I wind up Alone Up Alone Ah Picture myself getting sick Then dying from the medicine While everybody stands around With something new to talk about Ooh ooh ooh Will I wind up Will I wind up Alone Up Alone Ah ahh ha Everything I ever wrote A love no one will ever know A bag of bones turns into smoke The greatest story ever told Will I wind up Will I wind up Will I wind up Alone Up Alone Up Alone Up Alone
Writer(s): John Fletcher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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