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Ooh a whole new way of looking at things |
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the way you react to phone rings |
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the way it feels when you just let it flow |
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sometimes I wonder just how it could be |
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you take every bit before we see it off the rails |
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I think that you should know |
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You never cease to amaze me |
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you keep me from going crazy |
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and that's one thing I know for sure |
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sometimes I see just how it all will be |
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take every bit it's so easy |
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the first straw |
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and this I know for sure |
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The first straw |
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so small it seemed impossible |
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the next straw |
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vanished like shooting stars that fall |
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the last straw |
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there's no reason for getting there at all |
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yeah |
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No reason to take it there at all |
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yeah |
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The last straw can land in your mix |
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your best day could be apocalypse |
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nobody pay attention to the first straw |
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it seems the last one is all we ever saw |
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the first straw's a metaphor I pick up myself |
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it tells me something by showing me something else |
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I think that you should know |
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The first straw |
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so small it seemed impossible |
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the next straw |
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vanished like shooting stars that fall |
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the last straw |
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there's no reason for getting there at all |
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yeah |
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No reason to take it there at all |
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yeah |
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Everyone reacts when it gets to the weight of breaking their back |
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I won't let that be us cause the long side never gave back |
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yeah |
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The first straw |
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so small it seemed impossible |
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the next straw |
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vanished like shooting stars that fall |
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the last straw |
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there's no reason for getting there at all |
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yeah |
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the first straw |
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so small it seemed impossible |
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the next straw |
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vanished like shooting stars that fall |
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the last straw |
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there's no reason for getting there at all |
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yeah |
