| You gotta feeling like you’re losing
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| Always dragging your feet on the ground
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| Won’t you leave it till the morning
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| Better lift your head while I’m around
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| ‘Cause I know you might choose to hide from
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| All the stepping stones I lay in line
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| But I know I can turn your light on
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| This time, this time, this time, this time
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| This simple pleasure, golden up in my mind
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| Don’t know what time it is, hoping you got that right hit
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| Hold up the treasure, taking over my life
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| Know what your line is, hoping you got that tight fit
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| I’ll take the pressure, shoulder up to the line
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| Come meet my maker, know that I appreciate ya
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| I’ll meet my measures, holding up the night
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| Jump on I’ll take you, never say I don’t bring ya
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| We got roots, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
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| Roots, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
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| Now you know all the secrets I know
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| Get your head out and re-install
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| And you can step back with your eyes closed
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| Know that I’ll be there to break your fall
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| But you see nothing gets continued
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| All this up can be a long way down
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| But I know I can always bring you
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| Around, around, around, around
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| This simple pleasure golden up in my mind
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| Don’t know what time it is, hoping you got that right hit
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| Hold up the treasure, taking over my life
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| Know what your line is, hoping you got that tight fit
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| I’ll take the pressure, shoulder up to the line
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| Come meet my maker, know that I appreciate ya
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| I’m meet my measures, holding up the night
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| Jump on I’ll take you, never say I don’t bring ya
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| We got roots deep, climb up high
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| Rise, steep, making my, making my heart
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| Beat, double time, make me feel like I’m alive
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| Where am I? |
| where am I?
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| Dewy eyes, open wide now
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| Bathed in light, take me by surprise
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| This simple pleasure
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| This simple pleasure
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| This simple pleasure
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| This simple pleasure |