Pull the final splinters
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Of missing picture winters
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You have to give yourself a break
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What's the fascination
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With lovers at the station
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You have to tear yourself away
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The dream again nobody understands
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Walking through the long grass on your hands
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It's not a job to do today
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Sleep it off
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Words to make her stay: you said
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Leave me and the plants die
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A panic smile across your face
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Corrugated browline
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The hissing bitter punchline
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Call when you can tie your lace
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The dream again nobody understands
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Walking through the long grass on your hands
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It's not a job to do today
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Sleep it off
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You rule my world my brother
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You rule my world compadre
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The dream again nobody understands
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Walking through the long grass on your hands
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It's not a job to do today
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Sleep it off
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Not A Job
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