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I sat on a wooden mountain

And breathed in the painted fumes

I watched you mop the floor

But not a thing came up

You'd been sleepin' in a ship

And it buzzed as you went along

But it never really mattered

To them

Now you're stuck in a halfway house

In the barn that you weren't born in

And I worry about your mouth

And the chemicals you have sworn in

And you're sippin' on somethin' hot

But only within your body

They take anything they want

For the feelings they can't muster

And you're spent and bruised and cut

But it never really matters to them

Oh it never really matters, to them