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I forgot about life; I forgot that I could sleep,
'cause I wake up in the middle of the night.
I know I do everything wrong.

You're my dog, and you walk into rooms,
and still think I'm alive;
you think I'm so alive, but I'm never really alive.
Concussions, concussions.

I forgot about rain; when it falls, it is the king.
I forgot about snow; whoa-oh-oh.
I forgot about dreams; I forgot even what they mean.
I forgot about space; yeah, I forgot about outer space.

You're my dog, and you walk into rooms.
You remind me that I'm alive,
or at least, that I'm sort of alive; but I'm never really alive.
Concussions, concussions.

All these concussions, and I still remember your name;
concussions, concussions.

You're my dog, and you walk into rooms,
and you still think I'm alive;
but I'm never really alive. I'm never really alive.
Concussions, concussions.

All these concussions.
Concussions, concussions.

I forgot about you; I forgot even who you are,
but I remember your face. I remember your face.

You're my dog, and you walk into rooms,
and you still think that I'm alive;
but I'm never really alive. Well, Cannonball, I'm sort of alive.
Concussions, concussions.

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from Transformation in the 24 Hour Deli, released August 8, 2015

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