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i can give the hundred million reasons
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to build a barricade
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blame it on the changing of the seasons
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the thoughts that I convey
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does it make it alright?
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it doesn't make it alright
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to roll it over my soul
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leave me here
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roll it over my soul
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leave me here
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look around at all the plastic people
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who live without a care
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try to sit with me around my table
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but never bring a chair
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does it make it alright?
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it doesn't make it alright
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to roll it over my soul
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leave me here
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roll it over my soul
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and leave me here
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to roll it over my soul
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leave me here
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roll it over my soul
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leave me here
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to roll it over my soul
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leave me here
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roll it over my soul
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leave me here
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roll it over my soul
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leave me here
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Roll It Over
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| Oasis |
