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I meet some wild people out here |
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Those who are pretending and others more sincere |
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A few that out right scare me and ones |
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I hold dear |
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I meet some wild people out here |
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You won't believe the things |
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I have done |
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And racin' down this highway like a bullet from a gun |
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As life is like to kill me but it sure has made fun |
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You won't believe the things |
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I have done |
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Birdie says |
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I ought to go home |
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I swear I tried to reach you but the cop took my phone[Incomprehensible] when they leave me alone |
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Birdie says |
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I ought to go home |
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I don't know how |
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I got this way |
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Burning through my nights and wasting my days |
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So many people talkin' |
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I forgot what to say |
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I don't know how |
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I ended this way |
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I meet some wild people out here, wild people |
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And those who are pretendin', other more sincere |
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A few that out right scare me and ones |
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I hold dear |
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I meet some wild people out here |
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I meet some wild people out here |
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I hope that you sleep well tonight |
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Know that |
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I am dreaming and |
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I hope you're alright |
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I'm gonna be there come dawn's early light |
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I hope that you sleep well tonight |
