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I'm in a state of confusion baby lost but on my |
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way |
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I'm spinning round and round again ana agam |
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and again |
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I tripped and fell in the satna diction got lost |
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along the way |
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I'm spinning found and round and round and |
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round again |
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Feel like I'm floating in toe atmosphere when |
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you're near |
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Feel like I'm running round' with one show on |
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and the otter near |
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And gotta run for higher ground... |
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What can I say |
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There's my reflection in a new direction again |
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What can 1 say |
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In a million ways just one of those dan again |
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What can I do about it nothing really |
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Don't feel much like touchy feely |
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So get away let's end this day |
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Write this oft for... one of those days |
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One of those awful days |
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I'm in a state of illusion baby got lost along my |
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way |
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Just want this day to end and go away... |
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Feel like I'm floating in toe atmosphere when |
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you're near |
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Feel like I'm running round' with one show on |
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and the otter near |
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And gotta run for higher ground... |
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What can I say |
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There's my reflection in a new direction again |
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What can 1 say |
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In a million ways just one of those dan again |
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What can I do about it nothing really |
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Don't feel much like touchy feely |
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So get away let's end this day |
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Write this oft for... one of those days |
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One of those awful days |
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Always an omen you neyer can control em' |
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The weight is an your back |
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Saving the world as you slip and fall |
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And you bump your head |
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least you're alive not dead |
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What can I say |
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There's my reflection in a new direction again |
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What can 1 say |
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In a million ways just one of those dan again |
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What can I do about it nothing really |
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Don't feel much like touchy feely |
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So get away let's end this day |
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Write this oft for... one of those days |
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One of those awful days |