I feel that wheels are turning,
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I feel that wheels are turning round.
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(Replay)
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We made you,
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We made you,
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We made you what you are.
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We brought them up that hill,
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We brought them up to roll them down.
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(Oh)
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In the morning, light must clean you,
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In the morning, light must clean you out.
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Right out.
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I'm sad that time escapes me,
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It pushes ahead of me all day.
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Remind me
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remind me
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Remind me of what I could've been
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I feel the faster I'm going
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The more I am slowing down
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I'm the focus of the bring down
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I'm the one who captures what he lost
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And turns it round
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Saturation (Unmastered Version)
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John Frusciante |