A fragile mind tries to pretend that everything makes total sense.
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Oh yeah
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The radio can't fix the pain. It's deeper than it's making sens.
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Oh yeah.
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Slippin' away.
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Slippin' away.
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They all say you'll feel good tomorrow.
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What if tomorrow never comes?
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Slippin' away.
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Who decides what's right or wrong.
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Try to find the cure in this simple song.
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My radio can fix the pain.
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It's deeper and it's making sense to fall.
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Slippin' away.
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Slippin' away.
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They all say you'll feel good tomorrow.
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What if tomorrow never comes?
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Slippin' away.
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Never tried to be your fucking savier.
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My only goal that was to please you.
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I never had the thought that I could leave you
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and now you're running away.
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Slippin' away.
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Slippin' away.
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They all say you'll feel good tomorrow.
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What if tomorrow never comes?
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Slippin' away.
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Slippin' away.
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What if tomorrow never comes?
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Slippin' away.
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What if tomorrow never comes?
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Slippin' away.
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Slippin' away.
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Slippin' away.
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Slippin' Away
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| Gob Squad |
