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In the race but out of step... |
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You struggle to hold up your head... |
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Like a river, you fight your own bed... |
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I'm needing backyard sanctuary... |
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I'm on breaktime, where the sissies hang... |
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Looking for oil in the sand... |
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Like a river you gouge out the land... |
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Like a drummer who fights the wrong band... |
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This is heaven, where the sissies hang... |
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A hot shower on a hot day... |
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Water hangs in the air like you stayed... |
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Like you never went down your own drain... |
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I'm doing rain and hurricane... |
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I am airborne... |
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Where the kisses fly... |
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This is heaven and all my friends are there in heaven... this is heaven where the sissies hang... |
