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Thought I had your number |
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Stuck in my phone |
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But I can't find it nowhere |
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And besides it's been too long |
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Borrowed time and ain't got a dime |
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Peter to pay Paul |
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But still I hear that whistle blow |
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Saying you can get through it all |
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Oh got no place in this old world |
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Shackle bound, but still I roam |
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Said got no place in this old world |
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Shackle bound, but still I roam |
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Runnin' from my family |
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Driftin' from my home |
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Thinking not of who I am |
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Thinking only of where I'm going |
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Young with all the answers |
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Found out on my own |
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That everything I thought I knew |
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Twas a lie Twined and Twisted true |
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Got no place in this old world |
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Shackle bound, but still I roam |