If I seem just a little bit out of touch do you
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Think it could be because of you?
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Underneath real blood and deep conviction is
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Another point of view
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You cound down the days 'till the addiction gets a
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Foot into the door
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(You want what you got but you don't know)
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All this time you see no end
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You know no feeling anymore
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(You got what you want but you let go)
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Polish up your final campaign
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Give a title to the way you're moving in
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To stake your claim
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You feel faint you say you can't control your tone
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You don't know what I mean
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(You want what you got but you don't know)
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You never seem to have a problem finding time to
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Meet your needs
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(You want what you got but you don't know)
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Talk about pretentious
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Can you tell now that you've left us out to dry
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But you can't ever tell me why
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All rise here comes the patron
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His cause can't be mistaken
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His eyes are turning red
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'Cause he don't fit in
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Talk about pretentious
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Do you know now why you've left us out to dry?
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So next time you see me
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You'll know now how to greet me
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Just remember days go by but so do I
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The Patron
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| Aaron Sprinkle |
