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Scott Reynolds
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I live in a box, I live on a one way street But I don't mind 'cause I live alone Nobody has to share my home And if I could choose, I might pick a bigger box But that's all I'd change Until I get a credit card My home on the range Is underneath my black hat Until I wake up I will not be watching you So you should not be watching me, no I got what I need I got a car that doesn't work, I've got blood to bleed I got a bar of soap and I've got shampoo too So I look like me, but I smell like you I won the Nobel Prize, I made a thinner dime You know, I'm getting it together when I find the time But right now I think that living is a place to lie down You rule the dirt, so I'm the king of this town I live in the dark, I live in the silence And I can say that I see and hear Much more than the average bear And if I could choose, I might pick a darker void But that's all I'd change Until I get a bigger club My home on the range Is somewhere in the closet Until I wake up I will not be watching you So you should not be watching me, no Here's what we've got You tell me what I am, I'll tell you what I am not You tell me what I'm not, I'll tell you what I am We'll both scratch our heads like we give a damn Tell me who comes out of hell With all these fucking screw? Oh, please tell me who, comes out of head Was it me or you, was it me or you? Probably you I'm leaving my skull, I'm under my eyelids You can't touch me 'cause I'm fast asleep You wouldn't like the friends I keep And I could choose, I might pick a larger head But that's all I'd change Until I get a safe way out My home on the range Is right behind my eyeballs And don't you dare wake me up
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