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Tonight you've caught your breath |
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You've lost your American spirit |
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If only I could catch my death, yeah |
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Just give me long enough to fear it |
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Her talk ain't like the other girls |
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She takes my livin' at a glance |
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We hear the locusts rasp back and forth |
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And through the thoughts, the past does dance |
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Do I waste my time? |
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Yeah, well you know it |
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And as I stroll through the room |
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See my features show it |
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Feel the hand on my shoulder |
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Yeah, it calls me to dwell |
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Take a breath hard an clear, yeah |
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Like a hammer on a church bell |
