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If I could tell you in my own words |
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Then I could spit it out faster |
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Then you'll have a chance, |
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And maybe I'll believe me |
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Then it goes, everybody run |
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Here she goes again, everybody run |
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So we just stared at the sky from a tire swing |
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With some water and whiskey |
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You remind me of all the backyards and balconies |
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And all the nights I forgot already |
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I don't know what it is about you |
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What kind of demons do you run through? |
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Then she said I bet they're never going to leave me |
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Then it goes again, everybody run |
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Here we go again, everybody run |
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So we just stared at the sky from a tire swing |
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With some water and whiskey |
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You remind me of all the backyards and balconies |
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And all the nights I forgot already |