It was the last page of my little book
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where I wrote down all my songs
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It seemed like it would last forever
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well I guess that we were wrong
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Well I got depressed a bit but now
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I seem to be alright
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And I could stay right here forever
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And you know that I just might
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Sometimes I think that I'd give it up
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and maybe get a job
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well it's never worked
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I hope it never does
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There's truth in pain and love
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And all the while you sit at home
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Just wait for something to break
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And as you curl up your barefoot mountain
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let it slowly fade away
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Last Page
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Trampled By Turtles |