Today my mind is drawing a blank
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I canvas you to color this in
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There's no gas left in the tank
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You've always got your engines running
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You've got no whip when the beast lays down
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And feeds upon the rest has finally found
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What are you like?
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My open door revolver
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What are you like?
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My go to problem solver
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You shine a light in the darkest corners of my mind
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What are you like?
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You're that kind
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I cover mirrors with the clocks (cover mirrors with the clocks)
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I'm getting superstitious lately (you don't ever brush it off)
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But you don't ever brush it off (you won't cover me to safety)
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You won't cover me to safety
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While I'm sitting on this couch
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You're up and figuring it out
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What are you like?
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My open door revolver
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What are you like?
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My go to problem solver
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You shine a light in the darkest corners of my mind
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What are you like?
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The Greek chorus of our little play
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You'll explain me when I act this way
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And as we go along
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The unwritten song breaks through
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And it's all about you
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What are you like? (You're an open door)
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What are you like? (You're the best and more)
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What are you like? (You're a sacred text)
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What are you like? (You're what's coming next)
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What are you like? (You're my open door [X3])
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What Are You Like?
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Indigo Girls |