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Hold the light up to me
Get underneath my skin
I feel a little undefined
But I want to let you in
And I listen to the messages
The endless train of thought
But now it feels like I'm returning
Most everything I've bought
Some say...it's all coming to an end
Some fool themselves with thoughts of new beginnings
It makes me wonder what they believe
'Cause we're in between
Sometimes it's just better to get on with it
Sometimes lord knows you gotta get off
There's no use holding on to what I mean
'Cause I'm in between, no use wondering what I mean
Saints and sinners, losers, winners
Masters and their slaves
The more you hide one or the other
The earlier your grave
The triumph and the tragedy
The endless bright parade
I know that most of us are innocent
But some should be afraid
'Cause they say we're all coming to an end
They fool themselves with thoughts of new beginnings
Well I don't buy it...it's just too clean
'Cause we're in between
Sometimes it's just better to get on with it
Sometimes lord knows you gotta get off
No use holding on to what I mean
'Cause I'm in between
No use wondering what I mean
'Cause I'm in between
Are you still wondering what I mean
Hold the light up to me...get underneath my skin
Humming like the wind
I feel a little undefined...I'm sorry if I seem...
So in between
It's so much better when you run your fingers through my hair
Humming like the air
I wish that I could hold you...I'm sorry if I seem
So in between