I'd like to take this time to detach my jaw,
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And really take a look.
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I think that I'm done.
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Put away this old guitar,
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And on my way out,
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Hang my vocal chords up on the door.
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If I could just do these things
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(If I could do these things)
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If I could maybe do these things
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Each and every day wouldn't pass
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The way that they so often do
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That they so often do
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And maybe, just maybe.
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Life would be everything we wanted it to be.
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I could even peel the skin hiding my face
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And ballroom dance with the cartilage of my nose
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Just to show you how to really move
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I'll show you how to really move
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If I could just do these things
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If I could maybe do these things
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Each and every day wouldn't pass
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The way that they so often do
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That they so often do
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And maybe, just maybe.
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Life would be everything we wanted it to be.
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I'll show you how to really move
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I'll show you how to really move
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If I could just do these things
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(If I could do these things)
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If I could maybe do these things
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Each and every day wouldn't pass
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The way that they so often do
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That they so often do
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And maybe, just maybe.
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Life would be everything we wanted it to be.
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Life Is A Perception Of Your Own Reality
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| The Chiodos Bros. |
