i hangin water through
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im runnin water through, my mind
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i runnin water through
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im runnin water through, my mind
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nothin but shocks
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and lots to go wrong bein in america
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alls been forgot
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and its easy when you try to remember everything youve come across
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cant turn nothin off
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for the fear that youll be alone with your own thoughts
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i runnin water through
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im runnin water through, my mind
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i runnin water through
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im runnin water through, my mind
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nothin but shocks
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and lots to go wrong bein in america
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alls been forgot
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and its easy when you try to remember everything youve come across
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cant turn nothin off
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for the fear that youll be alone with your own thoughts
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it was grey and they were watchin no sun set
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she said she liked when he spoke in spanish
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it reminds her of cells
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it was grey and it fast
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she said it leaves me feelin flat
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i said why dont you speak in spanish
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why the fuck dont you speak in spanish man
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To Roads To Go, To Roads To Go
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| Ugly Casanova |
