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Living in a cage, washing in a bird bath |
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Sinking in a fishbowl on a broken farm |
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I try to never lie, I really do |
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I wonder if my friends will get me through |
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Conscious of the way, as best we can |
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17 ways to kill a man |
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States we've been through |
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Killing nostalgia for future swims |
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Trash all your bridges, kill the rock and roll thing |
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I want to move on with no complaints |
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Building our walls with yesterday |
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Might as well shine before you slide |
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Might as well live before you die |
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States we've been through |
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Talkin' 'bout |
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States we've been through |
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Talkin' 'bout |
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States, states |
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Talkin' 'bout |
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A whole lot of emptiness |
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Living in a state of constant changing |
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A river of flux for our tasting |
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I try to never lie, I really do |
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I wonder if my friends will get me through |
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It always seems to rain when you leave |
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I try to stem the flow as we bleed |
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States we've been through |
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Talkin' 'bout |
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States, states |
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Talkin' 'bout |
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States, states |