In your message you said, you were going to bed
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But I'm not done with the night
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So I stayed up and read, but your words in my head got
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Me mixed up so I turned out the light
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And I don't know how to slow it down
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My mind's racing from chasing pirates
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Now I'm having the squeams, while the silliest things
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Are flapping around in my brain
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And I try not to dream of the impossible schemes
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That swim around, wanna drown me in synch
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And I don't know how to slow it down
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Oh my mind's racing from chasing pirates
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And I don't know how to slow it down
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Oh my mind's racing from chasing pirates
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My mind's racing from chasing pirates
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My mind's racing from chasing pirates
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Chasing Pirates
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Norah Jones(³ë¶ó Á¸½º) |