He don't walk along with anybody
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He's just walking with himself
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And she don't stop to talk to anybody
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She's just talking to her own self
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And you don't right or wrong for anybody
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You just put it on your shelf
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'Cause I don't get along with anybody
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I just get on by myself, myself
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We are so far in time
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To be all apart
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I could talk a lot of hot talk at a pot luck with my peers
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But the walls at home make up the right tone
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Quiet tendency
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A little ant hill go down the landfill
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It's a symbol of the age
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Where the dying art be the sum of the parts
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And apart is where we stay
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I say
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We are so far in time
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To be all apart, to be all untied
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From each other
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Oh yeah, we are so far in time
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He be living by himself
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She's alone up in her head
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And they alive or are they dead
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Just by themselves
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All by them selves
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I don't walk along with anybody
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And I don't stop to talk to anybody
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And I don't right or wrong for anybody
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Not for anybody, not for anybody, not for anybody
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But myself
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We are
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We are
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We are
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We are
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We are so far in time
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To be all apart, to be all untied
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From each other, each other
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Oh yeah, we are so far in time
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Far in time
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Far In Time
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Mother Mother |