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Elevator down. |
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I'm rushing in a suit. |
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A vision of the soul*er wind; |
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You'll see it on the bay. |
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Heavy heavy days and so little motion here. |
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Ever want to guess what you would've thought on? |
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No, I never thought... |
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Wake up wake up wake up for me Father. |
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Is it too much to ask you to bother? |
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I don't care if you don't even miss it, |
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Because I have enough to think every minute. |
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I know I've never had much to say. |
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Is it too much to ask for a visit? |
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Little heart be gone |
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I've wanted to devote |
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I didn't have a reason though. |
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But you had a reason |
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How the hell am I staying so divided? |
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Never could avoid |
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Unless I would've been. Oh I've never been able to explain myself |
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Wake up wake up wake up for me Father. |
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Is it too much to ask you to bother? |
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I don't care if you don't even miss it, |
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Because I have enough to think every minute. |
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I know I've never had much to say. |
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Is it too much to ask for a visit? |
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Repeat |