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Baby I'm running away while the sun still burns |
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Whisky don't sting anymore, so I'm driving |
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And now the air don't taste the same |
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In these ultraviolet days |
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The whisky don't sting anymore |
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It's like I've been screwed to the floor |
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For such a long time |
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Now somethin's banging the door |
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And I'm gone |
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And now the air don't taste the same |
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In these ultraviolet days |
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The whisky don't sting anymore |
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I'm keeping everything I find now |
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I'm saving everything I see |
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I'm keeping everything I find now |
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I'm saving everything I see |
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Through the smoke I see you smiling |
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I'm leaving (?) |
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Through the smoke I see you smiling |
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It's all gone and it's all wrong |
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It's all gone and it's all wrong |
