like an anchor tied around my ankle
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but i want to swim
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but but but i¡¯ve got to breathe
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they¡¯re big fucking stars i swear to god they are
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for all the money that you spend
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we will earn it
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hold ourselves responsible
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we¡¯re good for it
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kinda had that feeling that you wont
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at least now you can¡¯t say i didn't ask
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push it back push it back bring us back upfront
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gaining momentum now
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uh huh you¡¯re falling in luck
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would you like it wait your turn
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oh wait or would you like it again
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they¡¯re big fucking stars i swear to god they are
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for all the money that you spend
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we will earn it
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hold ourselves responsible
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we¡¯re good for it
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kinda had that feeling that you wont
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at least now you can¡¯t say i didn't ask
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can¡¯t say i didn't ask yourself
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to do anything
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was the trust ourselves
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guess it's clear that its not whats going on
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you¡¯re like an anchor tied around my ankle
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you¡¯re like a ship that passes right on by
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you're like a kid on a shore thats just like wrapped in a wave
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and we¡¯re just waiting to die
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they¡¯re big fucking stars i swear to god they are
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for all the money that you spend
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we will earn it
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hold ourselves responsible
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we¡¯re good for it
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kinda had that feeling that you won't
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at least now you can¡¯t say i didn't ask
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Station 5: The Pearl
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| Gatsby's American Dream |
