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it ain't hard to get lost |
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when you forget where you've come from |
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turn that dial to the right |
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push that pedal down |
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don't say goodbye |
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just for a drive |
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along for the ride |
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it'd be real nice just to fly away |
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and escape everything |
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but little bird looks like you've got a broken wing |
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now anything's so easy |
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it might not make you weak |
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but it sure won't make me believe |
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until you say it |
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it gets worse you know |
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how many more days am I gonna wake up |
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when there's no place I wanna go |
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that sunshine's really gonna kill us all |
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why is every day so cold |
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why is every thing so fucking cold |
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it never melts away |
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it'd be real nice just to fly away |
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and escape everything |
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but little bird looks like you've got a broken wing |
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now anything's so easy |
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it might not make you weak |
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but it sure won't make me believe |
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that's the top of your lungs |
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and the bottom of your heart |
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is that the top of your lungs? |
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is that the bottom of your heart? |
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is that as deep as your heart goes? |
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I understand the things that keep you up |
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and I know that you still feel |
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and I know your heart is hemorrhaging |
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it needs some time to heal |
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and now the traffic lights |
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there on your street |
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flash yellow all the time |
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and that mirror in the bathroom |
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it looks cracked in the wrong light |
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but walk out through your threshold |
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fill your lungs and move on down the stairs |
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and let the things you love come back to you |
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in time we'll all get there |
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it'd be real nice just to fly away |
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and escape everything |
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but little bird it looks like you've got a broken wing |
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now everything's so easy |
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it might not make you weak |
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but it sure won't make me believe |