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Said all these people they won't leave me alone |
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And we need, a little time to ourselves |
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And half the reasons why |
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I'm sketchin' all the time |
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The result of a life in this hell |
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But oh well, i think it's time |
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My faith is falling like the leaves from a tree |
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The pockets both take it away |
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The sun warms my body as i'm |
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Sittin' on a swing watching |
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Columbus clouds bring in the rain |
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Oh well i think it's time |
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Its time to go |
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My mind is playing tricks on me all the time |
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To let you know that i am real |
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And all the worries you build |
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Up inside your soul |
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The ones that make your world stand still |
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Mean you can feel, that it's time to go.. |
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Are you fed up, are you fed up with me? |
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Do you think you could do better? |
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Do you think that i know better? |
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Do they think that they know better? |
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Five fed up faces with the itch to kill a king |
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Blood red sunshine, and a breath to air that's clean |
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I drink from the faucet |
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From the porch i take a pee |
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I look at you through the bushes |
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Where you can't see me |
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I laugh and slip into another state of mind |
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To let you know that i am real |
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And all the worries you build up inside your soul |
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The ones that make your world stand still |
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Means you can feel, that it's time to go |
