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You're keeping one eye over your shoulder |
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But I tell you there's no looking back |
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Would you trade the gifts you're blessed with |
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For the precious things you think you lack? |
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Come on lay down |
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And search no more |
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Tunes |
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words |
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and medicine |
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Won't mend your soul |
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Come lay |
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come down |
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Come search |
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no more |
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You wonder, have you done the right thing? |
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But I tell you there's no right or wrong |
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What you see as all-important |
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I'm afraid it's just another song |
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Tunes |
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words |
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and medicine |
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Won't mend your soul |
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Come on lay down |
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And search no more |
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Come lay |
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come down |
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Come search |
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no more |
