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There's no street lamps on the road I take |
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I'm not blessed with brakes, I've got no place to be |
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The things I love, always get up and go |
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Like they're late for a show, well, late they'll always be |
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'Cause it's the little details that derail your dreams |
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As simple as it seems |
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The separate little things that you should have done |
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Define your life, honey, one by one |
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I may be living but I'll die for an end |
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With no money to spend, there'll be no treasure to find |
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'Cause nothing I do ever seems to get done |
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A lot of things get begun but then they slip my mind |
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It's the little details that derail your dreams |
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As simple as it seems |
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The separate little things that you should have done |
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They define your life, honey, one by one |
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I've tried to run, but there ain't nowhere to run |
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Tried to hide, but there ain't nowhere to hide |
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I've looked for peace, honey, peace could not be found |
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I've done myself wrong and put my anchor down |
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And happiness, happiness is up in the hills |
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You can take your dollar bills or you can leave 'em behind |
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And emptiness, emptiness is up in my head |
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All the books that I've read just cleaned out my mind |
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It's the little details that derail your dreams |
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As simple as it seems |
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The separate little things that you should have done |
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They define your life, honey, one by one |
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I've tried to run, but there ain't nowhere to run |
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Tried to hide, but there ain't nowhere to hide |
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I've looked for peace, honey, peace could not be found |
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I've done myself wrong and put my anchor down |
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Well the truth is this, I don't care if I belong |
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When there's all these stupid songs are on the radio |
