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wood burning up on the hill |
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seen a drawer full of pills |
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and it's quiet like snow through the trees |
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well i did what i did and i didn't mean anything |
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where you come from and where you go |
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who you talk to and who you know |
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and you're lying in fields of green |
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well i did what i did and i didn't mean anything |
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the sun rise, the drive, the morning |
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the smoke stacks, the bold hats, still learning |
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and i don't know how i got this far down with the ceiling |
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and i don't know how i got this far down with the ceiling |
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oh, her eyes are wide open right out of her head |
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yeah, she's clear of a crown that she cut down for me |
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well, i did what i did and i'd do it all over again |
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i remember everything, little girl learning to sing because she's crying all over me |
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but i did what i did and i didn't mean anything |
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the sun rise, the drive, the morning |
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the smoke stacks, the bold hats, still learning |
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and i don't know how i got this far down with the ceiling |
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and i don't know how i got this far down with the ceiling |
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oh, her eyes are wide open right out of her head |
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yeah, she's clear of a crown that she cut down for me |
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well, i did what i did and i'd do it all over again |
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we, we should be easy |
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we should be easy |
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we should be |
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we, we should be easy |
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we should be easy |
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we should be |
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we, we should be easy |
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we should be easy |
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we should be |
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we, we should be easy |
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we should be easy |
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we should be |
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we, we should be easy |
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we should be easy |
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we should be |
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sometime, oh yeah |
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a little bit sometime. |
