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I'm trying to tell you something 'bout my life |
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Maybe give me insight between black and white |
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And the best thing you ever done for me |
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Is to help me take my life less seriously |
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It's only life after all, yeah |
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Well, darkness has a hunger that's insatiable |
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And lightness has a call that's hard to hear |
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And I wrap my fear around me like a blanket |
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I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it |
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I'm crawling on your shores |
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And I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains |
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I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains |
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There's more than one answer to these questions |
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Pointing me in a crooked line |
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And the less I seek my source for some definitive (The less I seek my source) |
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Closer I am to fine, yeah |
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Closer I am to fine, yeah |
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And I went to see the doctor of philosophy |
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With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee |
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He never did marry or see a B-grade movie |
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He graded my performance, he said he could see through me |
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I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind |
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Got my paper and I was free |
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And I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains |
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I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains |
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There's more than one answer to these questions |
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Pointing me in a crooked line |
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And the less I seek my source for some definitive (The less I seek my source) |
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Closer I am to fine, yeah |
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Closer I am to fine, yeah |
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I stopped by the bar at 3 A.M. |
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To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend |
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And I woke up with a headache like my head against a board |
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Twice as cloudy as I'd been the night before |
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And I went in seeking clarity |
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I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains |
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I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains |
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We go to the doctor, we go to the mountains |
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We look to the children, we drink from the fountain |
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Yeah, we go to the Bible, we go through the workout |
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We read up on revival, we stand up for the lookout |
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There's more than one answer to these questions |
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Pointing me in a crooked line |
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And the less I seek my source for some definitive (The less I seek my source) |
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Closer I am to fine |
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Closer I am to fine |
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Closer I am to fine, yeah |
