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Life is a cement trampoline |
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A humble church, a melody that's bittersweet |
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Oh the pain of almost havin' it all |
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Of comin' so close, five yards to go and droppin' the ball |
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Oh life, has been a guitar on my back |
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Bendin' strings and rhymin' things |
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What's wrong with that, what's wrong with that |
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Life's a song, turn it up |
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Turn it on, sing along |
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Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh |
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Life's a song, turn it up |
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Turn it on, sing along |
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Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh |
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Time it ain't no magazine |
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It's just a space we fill with faith and walk between |
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Oh and time, has been a thief and a friend |
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Sweetens the wine, oh and steals the night, mhmm |
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Decides the end, yeah it decides the end |
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Time's a song, turn it up |
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Turn it on, sing along |
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Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh |
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Time's a song, live it up |
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Turn it on, sing along |
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Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh |
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Yeah life's a song |
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Oh the joy, out here on this weary road |
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To hear your voice, to feel my home |
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God speed me home, God speed me home |
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Love's a song, turn it up |
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Turn it on, sing along |
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Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh |
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Love's a song, turn it up |
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Turn it on, sing along |
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Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh |
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(Life's a song, turn it up |
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Turn it on, sing along |
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Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh) |
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Turn it up, yeah sing along |
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Life's a song, whoa oh oh |
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Turn it up, turn it on |
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Yeah life's a song |
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Turn it up |
