| Turn this one up, man
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| I haven’t heard it in a long time
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| As we sit in silence
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| It reminds us
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| How we’ve barely spoken in a long while
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| I don’t know why
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| It’s kind of fucked up
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| Spend most of our lives getting fucked up
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| We can try and pick a path through the waste
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| Of our past but I’d just rather have
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| Some of that time back
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| I don’t know why
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| I don’t know why
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| So goodbye, peace of mind
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| We gave it a good try
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| But I can’t see this working out
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| As we hit the banks of the Rubicon
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| I’m not planning on stopping
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| I’m heading south
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| I’m heading south
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| So turn this one up, man
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| I haven’t heard it in a long time
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| As we sit in silence
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| It reminds us
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| How we’ve barely spoken in a long while |