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It's always something |
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It's always something |
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You told a lie, just aside of feeling nothing |
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You spend your Sundays avoiding trouble |
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While underground there's a whirlpool humming |
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Don't say I never, you know it's nothing |
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I've seen your hands, man they couldn't be whiter |
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So send a wire, write a letter, |
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Let me know if your there and if your hearts still thumping |
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Pangea we used to be together, |
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Why'd we have to drift apart |
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Pangea we used to be together, |
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Why'd we have to drift apart |
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Get up, and get out |
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Don't say I never, you know it's nothing |
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I've seen your hands, man they couldn't be whiter |
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Send a wire, write a letter |
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Let me know if your there and if your hearts still thumping |
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Pangea we used to be together, |
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Why'd we have to drift apart |
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Pangea we used to be together, |
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Why'd we have to drift apart |
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Oh oh, and it sounds much better, when sound comes together |
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If you get this letter, keep it in a box |
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With all my socks you lost and you found |
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You used to be around, |
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Tell me why'd we have to drift apart |
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