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And I feel that times a wasted goSo where ya going to tommorrow? And I see that these are lies to comeWould you even care? And I feel itAnd I feel itWhere ya going for tommorrow? Where ya going with that mask I found? And I feel, and I feelWhen the dogs begin to smell herWill she smell alone? And I feel, so much depends on the weatherSo is it raining in your bedroom? And I see, that these are the eyes of disarrayWould you even care? And I feel itAnd she feels itWhere ya going to tommorrow? Where ya going with that mask I found? And I feel, and I feelWhen the dogs begin to smell herWill she smell alone? When the dogs do find herGot time, time, to wait for tomorrowTo find it, to find it, to find itWhen the dogs do find herGot time, time, to wait for tomorrowTo find it, to find it, to find itWhere ya going for tommorrow? Where ya going with that mask I found? And I feel, and I feelWhen the dogs begin to smell herWill she smell alone? When the dogs do find herGot time, time, to wait for tomorrowTo find it, to find it, to find itWhen the dogs do find herGot time, time, to wait for tomorrowTo find it, to find it, to find itTo find itTo find itTo find itSTONE TEMPLE PILOTS