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Oh I was in the dark age |
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Searching for the ones in my mind. |
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I'm so far away |
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But I had hit the ground runnin'. |
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Steady as you go, I don't mind. |
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I'm still here today. |
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Spouting hymns and buzzing rhymes |
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And forever talking when it ain't so kind. |
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But it feels like forever on the run. |
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When your mind turns to fiction. |
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And I had took the long way. |
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I was in the heat, |
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I don't mind, I'm so far away. |
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But it feels like forever on the run. |
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When your mind turns to fiction. |
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Nudging the ghost from the skull. |
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And a night without sleep. |
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Vibration comes first to the head and last to the feet. |
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Spouting hymns and buzzing rhymes |
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And forever talking when it ain't so kind. |
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But it feels like forever on the run. |
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When your mind turns to fiction. |
