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I've been in this town for years too long for me to see straight |
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Sweaty palms and promises that someone slow to take in all away from me |
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Right now |
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I'm livin' dreams that were dreamt by younger one |
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And as it spins into a web |
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I'm gettin' caught, |
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I'm barely able to see the sun |
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But to right the wrongs |
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I'll take the long way just to find her |
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Way to be gone away from this |
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Get up again and hold it in |
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You're 'bout to be the lucky one |
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Get up again and trade it in |
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You're 'bout to be the lucky one |
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Look around to figure out around why certain things turn so quickly |
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I'm sick of all these random smiles |
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I see, I'm all in a plastic city |
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I get around a moving lie just to look at another one |
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Oh, I don't know you anymore, |
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I don't think |
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I know anyone |
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To right the wrongs |
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I'll take the long way just to find her |
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Way to be gone away from this |
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Get up again and hold it in |
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You're 'bout to be the lucky one |
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Get up again and trade it in |
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You're 'bout to be the lucky one |
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To right the wrongs |
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I'll take the long way just to find her |
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Way to be gone away from this |
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Get up again and hold it in |
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You're 'bout to be the lucky one |
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Get up again and trade it in |
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You're 'bout to be the lucky one, the lucky one |
