Hear my voice to sacramental running though the news
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Trageling from a stang from something that I don't wanna lose
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Living in on and holding pack
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Monday night means Thuesday morning coming back to me
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Sound the echo over cam but slam into me
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Let me in your holding pattern this is not my honme
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Stuck it beside that rocking meny
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This is not my droll
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Came this basters told old jurney
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Sound the echo over down burn
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Candel sparks turn into jurney, foudn nothing still
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Sound will go over Denver seventeen the six
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Leave it in the holding pattern this is not my voice
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Stop in the silent right down in it, this is not my choise
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Stuck in the silent right down in it, this is not my choise
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Leave it in the holding pattern this is not my voice
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Stuck in the silent right down in it, this is not my choise
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Holding Pattern
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| Dean Wareham |
