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Streets Of Philadelphia 
Medium
by Bruce Springsteen
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I was bruised and and I couldn’t
Tell I felt, I was
to myself
I saw my in a window, I didn't
Know my own face, oh are you
me
Wasting away
On the streets of Philadelphia
I the avenue my legs
Felt like stone, I heard
The voices of friends vanished and gone
At I hear the blood in my veins
and whispering as the rain
On the streets of Philadelphia
Ain’t no gonna greet me
It's just you and I my friend
My clothes don't fit me no more
I walked a thousand miles
to slip the skin
The night has fallen, lying awake
I can feel away
So me brother with your
Faithless or we
each other alone this
On the of Philadelphia
Tell I felt, I was
to myself
I saw my in a window, I didn't
Know my own face, oh are you
me
Wasting away
On the streets of Philadelphia
I the avenue my legs
Felt like stone, I heard
The voices of friends vanished and gone
At I hear the blood in my veins
and whispering as the rain
On the streets of Philadelphia
Ain’t no gonna greet me
It's just you and I my friend
My clothes don't fit me no more
I walked a thousand miles
to slip the skin
The night has fallen, lying awake
I can feel away
So me brother with your
Faithless or we
each other alone this
On the of Philadelphia
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