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Guided By Voices Closer You Are

you The closer you are, the quicker it hits you Now you can see the boys dreaming, scheming The closer you are, the quicker it hits you The closer you are

. You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me

goodbye her voice stained by whiskey and tar she went back to where she belonged, and I I went back to the bar your dance like liquid fire like crystal methedrine you

her away From her mother and sister, though close did they stay. Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide

her away From her mother and sister, though close did they stay. Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide

the dressing room door, she hears the PHANTOM's voice out of nowhere) PHANTOM'S VOICE Bravi, bravi, bravissimi . . . (CHRISTINE is bewildered by the voice

slow death Fight, you tried, but you died, now who's left? Dead on arrival, if you survive you'll Remember the name, Flavor Unit'll guide you Apache,

stuck on a one way your lungs cave everytime you try and rip tracks you suck so much your throat muscles get snapped when you spit raps so get back, you

down the breeze Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I Forget You know about the reasons that are hid You understand the things that Gall or fret Well, you