I can't stand to watch the tube
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It always seems there's so much
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So much bad news
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And it seems like every day
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We drift away
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Caught up in so much wrong
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That we just don't know what to do
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I wish we weren't so wrapped up in this stuff
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It seems there's no way we can get enough
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And I can't believe that we're too blind to see
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That we're headed to the dead end of the street
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Put some sand back in the box
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So we can have some sand to
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So we can have some sand to
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Play with tomorrow
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Put some sand back in the box
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So we can have some sand to
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So we can have some sand to
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Play with tomorrow
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I sit outside on my lawn
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Trying to figure out
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What is going on
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And it seems like every day
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We drift away
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To be what we once were is
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Too far gone
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Sometimes it seems we're slowly sinking
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Into a life of superficial thinking
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And I just don't know how much farther we can go
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Before we throw it all away
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Put some sand back in the box
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So we can have some sand to
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So we can have some sand to
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Play with tomorrow
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Put some sand back in the box
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So we can have some sand to
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So we can have some sand to
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Play with tomorrow
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Put some sand back in the box
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So we can have some sand to
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So we can have some sand to
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Play with tomorrow
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Put some sand back in the box
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So we can have some sand to
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So we can have some sand to
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Play with tomorrow
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Put some sand back in the box
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Put some sand back in the box
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Put some sand back in the box
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Put some sand back in the box
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Put some sand back in the box
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Put some sand back in the box
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Sandbox
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| Blitzkid |
