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Parked underground the night you left |
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It took me an hour and a half |
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To find my way back up above |
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There was nothing up there without your love |
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I was Speeding out, filled with doubt |
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and Heading home |
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Playing with the lights thinking of times |
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And freaking out |
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The street car stopped and I had not |
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It's hard to explain except to say |
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We're on our own in every way |
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Someone who says they'll stay, may just |
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Be waiting around for some luck |
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Who's speeding out, filled with doubt |
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and heading Home |
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Playing with the lights, thinking of times |
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and freaking out, the street car had stopped |
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And I ****ed up |