A Different Sort of Solitude

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Steven Page - Rock

A Different Sort of Solitude

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I never thought I'd feel so free; I can't get used to how things used to be Call up the mayor, tell the Priest Look up the number of the Beast Invite the ones you love the least To welcome me Hallelujah! Break out the finger food Hallelujah! Shake off the attitude Hallelujah! Feels like we're in the mood For a different sort of solitude It seems I've caught you unprepared But I don't understand why you're so scared Turn off the lights, pull down the blinds And pray that I will never find you But, I know you know I know That you're in there Hallelujah! Break out the finger food Hallelujah! Shake off the attitude Hallelujah! Feels like we're in the mood For a different sort of solitude She's kind of lonesome, been on her own some She's been living by herself for a while; I've come to save her, do her a favour And make her funeral my trial Hallelujah! Break out the finger food Hallelujah! Shake off the attitude Hallelujah! Feels like we're in the mood For a different sort of solitude

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  • Steven Page