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Only to lose my foothold |
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Me inside giving up for real |
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The slope is hard |
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There's got to be someone |
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Got to find a way out of a bind |
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My legs grow numb |
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There's cotton in my eyes |
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Driving down to the sea |
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Gonna step right off |
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This state of mine |
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Can I frequently steer clear |
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Of my fate that catapults my sack |
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Of oranges |
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Or are there too many problems |
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To withhold no one's hand because |
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Of the overflow |
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Never live enough |
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When do I fill up |
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Summer's getting old |
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And I'm still out of it |
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Feel the power wane |
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Gotta shine you off |
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Gonna step right off |
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This state of mine |
