can I be excused
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from what I was doing but what was I doing
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I need to buckle up
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we make noise so pretty that closing time is only
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a matter of time
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as far as I'm concerned
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we lost by a landslide and I think that just might
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keep pissing me off
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I didn't see it coming I never see it coming
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not even this time
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isn't a wake-up call
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supposed to tell you something
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call me again sometime
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because now I just learned nothing
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you need to explain
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to me over coffee why you said this could be
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the worst day of the year
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as far as I'm concerned
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I won't get into the fact we turned into
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a couple of ghosts
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yearning to burn and yearning to rise and
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yet locked in time and space
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Landslide
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| Milow |
