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We Was going through |
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A lifetime |
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I had a banshee on my back we're down in corpus christie now picking up the slack now |
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I was wondering where the wild boys had started off and gone this memories jamming buttons stuck on some old song |
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And if you get this message leave a sign or make a call |
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Mohammed's left his calling card and it's written on the wall |
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Looking for the wild one, wild one |
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Looking for the wild one, |
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Looking for the wild one, |
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Looking for the wild one |
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She was gone in twenty seconds right before my eyes no more honey kisses no more long goodbyes and |
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I feel like pink nevada or cooler shade of blue mother earth is closer now walk me out in the morning dew |
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And if you get this message leave a sign or make a call |
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Mohammed's left his calling card and it's written on the wall |
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Looking for the wild one, wild one |
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Looking for the wild one, |
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Looking for the wild one, |
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Looking for the wild one |
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Looking for the |
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Solo Sometimes |
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I stop breathing just to feel reborn and it's like rolling thunder blowing through the corn through my back pages |
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I can see the change there's a storm a coming now coming through the rain |
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Solo and I'm out here drifitng a million miles alone floating in a spaceship somewhere falling like a stone, falling like a stone |
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Still looking for the wild one, yeah yeah |