I asked my friend I.D.
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If he could recall
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The last 24 hours and the tv on the floor
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Shopping with bricks
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In the name of fun I'd take it back officer
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But I don't know what I've done
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I've had it all like raindrops in the ocean
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Like shadows in the night
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The devils in my head have gone away
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It's a perfect day
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So we turned it on, tuned it in
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Got ourselves a beer
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Sat down, began to watch
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Everythings clear
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Things degenerated we began to sing
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Bart Simpson says to us "Elvis was king"
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I've had it all been swimming in emotion
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Been swallowed by the night
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The devils in my head are here to stay
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It's a perfect day
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In a sort of pathetic way
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I always run away from the things I cannot see
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But when you see double, which one do you believe?
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I tried to get some help, I called for my man
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He popped up on the tv in a baked been can
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I've had it all, like drowning in devotion
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Like waiting for the night
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The devils in my head have gone away
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It's a perfect day
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In a sort of pathetic kind of way
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But fuck it
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It's a perfect day
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In a sort of pathetic kind of way
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Perfect Day
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| EMF |
