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I went out, felt the sun on my face |
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Then a tug on my leg, and now |
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I'm back in the cave |
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There's a moment of peace that |
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I just can't recreate |
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I need sleep but my brain won't get tired |
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I smell like smoke from electrical fires |
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Don't touch me, |
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I've got crossed wires |
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Keep your fingers free from these crossed wires |
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Crossed wires |
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A day like this, we should be out on the road |
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Sky so clear and the air so cold |
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There's blankets in the back |
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Bundle up my little urchin |
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Cause we never got the heat working |
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No, we never got the heat working |
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You don't touch me cause |
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I've got crossed wires |
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Keep your fingers free from me |
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Crossed wires |
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Collecting the note you slipped under the door |
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I go blank when |
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I try to remember what we were good for |
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I'm cracked and |
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I'm cross and it's no way to be |
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Let's just get lost |
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Maybe it'll come back to me, back to me |
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Now you can't touch me |
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I've got crossed wires |
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Keep your fingers free from these crossed wires |
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I smell like smoke from electrical fires |
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Oh I've got crossed wires |
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Crossed wires |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Crossed wires |
