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Look at you |
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Broken bird |
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Narcolepsy Weed |
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Highway-side |
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Like a puppet cut |
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You can't wake |
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I can't sleep |
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And now they've got you stealing cars and chasing lullabies |
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How will I drag you |
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Out of motel daydreams |
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When will you realize? |
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I don't make sugar promises |
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Like dandelion seeds |
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Lying still |
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With open palms |
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I'm only watching you breathe |
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They talk like they know |
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Like they believe |
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But I'd bet the brotherhood that if they found you here |
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They'd leave |
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Oh good day orphan town |
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Peace is raining down |
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Warm your hands |
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On my shoulder blades |
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My parents gave me this peace |
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Who we are is how we love |
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That is all I need |
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So tell the morning |
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Night is lifting |
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And mauve is moving in |
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Like the steam that rises |
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From the garden beds |
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Your pain finds the wind |
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Oh good day orphan town |
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Peace is raining down |
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Good day orphan town |
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Peace is raining down |