| You don’t know how cold it is
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| tell a wonderies blows
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| can’t tear the static kind of song
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| till you change that station no
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| I’m sitting waiting on the greem
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| then tryin to change my sin
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| let’s hit the road ever morn
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| you know versily alone
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| Oh lord, oh Lord yeah
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| MOVING I’m moving on so gracefully
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| I said it can’t be PreCet
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| myself first to truly see
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| I’m movin on, movin on yeah
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| things for the song but I’m movin on
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| and bigger and better things on lock
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| oh oh oh ohh
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| moving on
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| oh oh oh ohh
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| You can’t say it’s my fault
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| I can sense you
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| no more liars gonna apologize
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| we both know the truth
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| Them crying dying in the scene
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| then trying just to bring
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| the let’s hit the road the.universally.
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| MOVING I’m moving on so gracefully
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| I said it can’t be PreCet
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| myself first to truly see
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| I’m movin on, movin on yeah
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| things for the song but I’m movin on
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| and bigger and better things on lock
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| oh oh oh ohh
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| moving on
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| oh oh oh ohh
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| I see what you’re doing
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| I don’t let him before
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| but hurting hating racing peaces
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| so it’s you and me no more
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| I’m moving on, moving on
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| yeah I’m moving up and I’m moving on
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| again thank you for your time and song
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| but baby i’ll be moving |