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Such a long while now |
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Since my highs dropped to lows |
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You know the sad part is |
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It's starting to show |
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That I ain't been quite myself now |
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For quite a long time |
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What looked like a thousand bucks |
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Now turned out a dime |
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It's getting cold babe |
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I've been shivering for days |
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Not exactly lost |
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But I have still to find my way |
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As folks did before me |
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I guess that |
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I'll roam |
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But the further |
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I stray now |
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I wish things weren't so l've got a heart without home |
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I sure ain't getting wiser |
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But I feel |
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I'm growing old |
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I'm stuck here and |
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I'm freezing |
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I don't know what to know |
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Back to where |
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I came from |
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Is where I need to go |
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What's claimed as logic |
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Strike me as absurd |
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Down right paranoid |
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Might even be the word |
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With no method to their madness |
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And heavy on a roll |
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It will take whole lotta hard work |
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And a little more soul |
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I've got a heart without home |
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I sure ain't getting wiser |
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But I feel |
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I'm growing old |
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I'm stuck here and |
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I'm freezing |
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I don't know what to know |
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Back to where |
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I came from |
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Is where I need to go |
