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Most of the time |
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I'm clear focused all around, |
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Most of the time |
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I can keep both feet on the ground, |
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I can follow the path, I can read the signs, |
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Stay right with it, when the road unwinds, |
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I can handle whatever I stumble upon, |
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I don't even notice she's gone, |
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Most of the time. |
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Most of the time |
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It's well understood, |
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Most of the time |
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I wouldn't change it if I could, |
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I can't make it all match up, I can hold my own, |
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I can deal with the situation right down to the bone, |
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I can survive, I can endure |
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And I don't even think about her |
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Most of the time. |
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Most of the time |
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My head is on straight, |
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Most of the time |
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I'm strong enough not to hate. |
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I don't build up illusion 'till it makes me sick, |
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I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick |
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I can smile in the face of mankind. |
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Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine |
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Most of the time. |
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Most of the time |
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She ain't even in my mind, |
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I wouldn't know her if I saw her |
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She's that far behind. |
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Most of the time |
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I can't even be sure |
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If she was ever with me |
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Or if I was with her. |
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Most of the time |
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I'm halfway content, |
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Most of the time |
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I know exactly where I went, |
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I don't cheat on myself, I don't run and hide, |
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Hide from the feelings, that are buried inside, |
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I don't compromised and I don't pretend, |
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I don't even care if I ever see her again |
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Most of the time. |
