On a wayward sail
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In the middle of the ocean
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Drenched in sun
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Drenched in my suntan lotion
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The radio cries
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And 'til the station dies
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It's the only sound I hear
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I think it up
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Then I wipe it from my head
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Can't call thinking work
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Without a little sweat
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You're like a little child
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So immaturely wild
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You make me scared
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I break out
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The signal breaks up
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I rewire
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I shake you up
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I restart
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Again
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I think you could be broken
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I freak out
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Get the receipt
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I'm lookin' up the warranty
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I dust off
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All the dirt
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Take apart
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Just to make you work
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You're not much
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For a little conversation
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You're so shy
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You use abbreviations
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I think you smiled
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It used to be so kind
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But I don't remember anymore
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I break out
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The signal breaks up
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I rewire
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I shake you up
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I restart
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Again
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I think you could be broken
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I freak out
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Get the receipt
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I'm lookin' up the warranty
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I dust off
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The dirt
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I take apart
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Just to make you work
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I find I finally found your freedom
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Fight me and I'll fight back with you
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You need not give me instant reasons
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If you find I'm lying, finally you are too
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I break out
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The signal breaks up
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I rewire
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I shake you up
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I restart
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Again
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I think you could be broken
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I freak out
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Get the receipt
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I'm lookin' up the warranty
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I dust off
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The dirt
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I take you apart
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Just to make you work
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The Freak Out Song
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| Megan Slankard |
