this luck has tapped me on the shoulder once again.
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it's testing all and every possible turn and bridge.
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and dodging everything but deja vu's.
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at least four walls won't drive, drive me insane.
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if this place was familiar it wouldn't feel like kansas anyway.
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if time moves any slower i'll start repeating myself, myself.
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this insanity is driving me instead of keeping my chair warm.
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is this bench ever going to lie anymore comfortable this time?
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this luck has tapped me on the shoulder once again.
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it's testing all and every possible turn and bridge.
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drowning in an ocean so far from home and kissing nothing.
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please take us home, please take us home.
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if this place was familiar it wouldn't feel like kansas anyway.
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if time moves any slower i'll start repeating myself, myself.
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this insanity is driving me instead of keeping my chair warm.
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is this bench ever going to lie anymore comfortable this time?
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take us home please.
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we're dodging bridges.
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we're dodging bridges.
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we're dodging bridges.
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we dodged another bullet
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and still 100% yeah!
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we dodged another bullet
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and still 100% yeah!
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Dressed Up In Gatwick
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