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Come on |
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The sun will rise, another time |
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The colors blind, your virgin eyes |
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I'm so inclined, to make you mine |
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You're out of line, and out of time |
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And I float above a shallow bay |
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Lift me up until the ground gives way |
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I'm a California castaway |
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I don't think you wanna fuck with me |
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Don't over kill, this painless thrill |
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It's bitter still, your pretty pill |
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You wait until, you've had your fill |
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I know you will, I know you will |
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And I float above a shallow bay |
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Lift me up until the ground gives way |
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I'm a California castaway |
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I don't think you wanna fuck with me |
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I don't think you wanna fuck with me |
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A shallow bay |
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A shallow bay |
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And I float above a shallow bay |
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Lift me up until the ground gives way |
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Well I'm a California castaway |
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I don't think you wanna fuck with me |
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And I float above a shallow bay |
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Lift me up until the ground gives way |
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And I'm a California castaway |
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I don't think you wanna fuck with me |
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I don't think you wanna fuck with me |
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You live, you learn |
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You live, you learn |
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You live, you learn |
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You live |
