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I've got time to kill |
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Like we all do |
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I've got to fill it up |
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When I mill about |
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Like we all do |
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It's on the heels of my thought |
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Convenience takes its place |
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Like it always does |
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With the sun into the moon |
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You play my only tune |
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Like you always do |
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It keeps my feet upon the ground |
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And you can stop |
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But you won't |
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And you can stop |
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But you won't |
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Eyes off the ground |
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Look at this world around us |
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You tell a tale |
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It writes our history for us |
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I run away |
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You pull the sheets around us |
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I put this out |
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But it is just so un-der us |
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And you can stop |
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But you won't |
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And you can stop |
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But you won't |
