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Dave Matthews Band |
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Busted Stuff |
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Captain |
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Crazy as I may, |
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Make my way through this world, |
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Oh, it's for no one but me to say, |
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What direction I should turn in now. |
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Cause I am the captain of this ship, |
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Wanting eyes and kissing lips. |
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The same as it was, |
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And will remain until I'm done and gone. |
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Strange, but it seems, |
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There's mutiny brewing inside of me now. |
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I don't want your pity, |
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Just the promise that I'll be alright. |
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Cause I am the captain of this ship, |
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Curious hands and fingertips. |
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The same as it was, |
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And will be until I'm gone. |
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Oh, I know I'm a dreamer, |
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Still think it's strange? |
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I won't be here for long. |
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Oh, I know that I feel, |
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Oh, wait and go again, Again. |
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Oh, look, I'm buried, |
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Like a cancer eating away inside of me. |
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I don't want your pity, |
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Only the promise that I'll be okay now. |
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But I am the captain of this ship, |
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Curious hands and fingertips. |
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The same as it was before here, |
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Here, back after all. |
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Why should I be hypnotized, |
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By the promise of a long life? |
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Why should I hold hope, |
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In tiny, tiny dribbles that glide by? |
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Why should I lean on everything... upon |
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I won't be here long.... |
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Oh, I know I'm a dreamer, |
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Still seems a truth. |
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I won't be long for here. |
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Oh, it's so, but I think I lay this, |
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On now your lips. |
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I'm drowning. |
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I am the captain of... oh... But, I'll be okay after all |
