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Nothin' on the radio again |
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I pick up my guitar |
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I put it right back down |
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I don't know why |
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I even try |
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And I can't think of anything to say |
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But then I never thought |
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I'd write another song again |
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But here it is |
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I'm not gonna make it |
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I don't think |
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I can take it |
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So I'm gonna quit while |
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I'm aheadWell it's been happenin' to me all my life |
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Well I swore |
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I'd never make the same mistakes |
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But now I'm making different ones |
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And I can't seem to ever get things right |
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Well it just feels like |
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I'm goin round in circles |
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And I'm goin round in circles |
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And II'm not gonna make it |
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I don't think |
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I can take it |
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So I'm gonna quit while |
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I'm aheadAnd |
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I'm not gonna make it |
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I don't think |
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I can take it |
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So I'm gonna quit while |
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I'm aheadBut it's too late |
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It's too late |
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I'm a whole body now |
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And it's too late |
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It's too late |
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I'm a whole body now |
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Well, I'm not gonna make it |
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I don't think |
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I can take it |
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So I'm gonna quit while |
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I'm aheadAnd |
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I saidI'm not gonna make it |
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I don't think |
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I can take it |
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So I'm gonna quit while |
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I'm aheadBut it's too late |
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It's too late |
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I'm a whole body now |
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And it's too late |
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It's too late |
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I'm a whole body now |
