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It's been days since we spoke and I can't keep out of trouble |
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I'm in trouble |
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It's been days since I spoke to anyone, |
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I'm in trouble. |
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I'm in trouble |
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What would you keep if you could only keep one |
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Which one of us would survive |
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What would you keep if you could only keep one |
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Don't say no don't pack up and go |
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Sunday morning. |
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Sunday morning. |
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Get on your high horse horse higher higher |
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I feel the cold rain coming down on the road |
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It follows me around and hollows out my bones |
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Everyday it tracks me down a little more |
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You're the only image left |
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From my days without detail |
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And the names and events surround me yet |
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Aut I can't figure in what order they went |
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Now I want you to tell me from beginning to end |
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I want you to tell me where we went |
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I want you to tell me from beginning to end |
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Don't say you can't oh don't say you cant forget |
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Sunday morning. |
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Sunday morning. |
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Get on your high horse horse higher higher |
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I dig my hands into the late spring mud |
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I'm left here weaving all the roots into one |
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I feel alright when I keep my hands occupied |
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I'm working on passing the time |
