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The days colors never seemed so bright |
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as when i look at them through shades of night |
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i can't recall |
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how or when i got here |
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all i can tell you |
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i don't care |
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puff puff pass |
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go a few cars back theres a man with a briefcase |
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got bags of fun you've been looking for all night |
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trade green for green just don't look him in the face |
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a couple bills gotcha feeling alright |
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as it hits my chest it soothes my soul |
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i saw the red in the eyes of the conductor |
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i caught the scent and i haven't left yet |
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out of the tunnel regain visual |
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i see myself in shades of grey and green |
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from a window where the clouds escape |
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i felt the air and remembered the taste |
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chapped lips and blood shot stares |
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everyone is listening but nobody cares |
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there are no limits on this ride |
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all aboard the train to the sky |
