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i got no money, no car, no job
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here in the city
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there's no fear anymore
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there's not much of anything
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but you've only known me in spring
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don't know fall
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when my face turns to stone
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and my body gets heavy
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i thought i could outrun
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my melancholy this year
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keep sweating
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keep light...
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but here i am
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as heavy as i've ever been
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i caught a cold
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i know
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i can feel it coming on
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but i don't mind
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i just go on
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to the next town
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never in one place
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long enough to get laid
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but that's ok
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no one to have to look good around
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there's no fear anymore
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there's not much of anything
|
|
but you've only known me in spring
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don't know fall
|
when my face turns to stone
|
and my body gets heavy
|
|
i thought i could outrun
|
my melancholy this year
|
keep going south
|
keep sweating
|
keep light...
|
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but here i am
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as heavy as i've ever been
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keep light
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Devon |