| It’s the best route in the motel from the nights that came before when I can’t
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| tell what my money’s paying for. |
| As the sky light up to go, never down nor up
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| to go. |
| Things I’d rather never know
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| It’s the tall height of a bumpy flight and the pass of the taste,
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| or a stage fright that gives me shaking knees. |
| It’s the worry everyone stows,
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| sometimes it’s hard to let go of things I’d rather never know
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| It’s my unknown, it’s my dismiss. |
| Some call ignorance, I call a little bliss.
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| It’s how are you’s, to and from the things I’d rather never know
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| A long trip on a space ship of never rocks around the sun. |
| I stay here to get a
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| better grip on this world. |
| Closed doors to keyholes to back rooms you can’t go.
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| Things I’d rather never know
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| It’s my unknown, it’s my dismiss. |
| Some call ignorance, I call a little bliss.
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| It’s how are you’s, to and from things I’d rather never know
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| It’s not that I, it’s not that I, it’s not that I don’t wonder sometimes.
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| Did I try? |
| Did I try? |
| But I tried to keep my head a place I’ll bring my mind
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| to
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| On the doorstep of my last breath and how’s it gonna end. |
| Was it real or was it
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| all pretend? |
| With this needle and thread that I sow, a blanket and a pillow of
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| things I’d rather never know. |
| Things I’d rather never know
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| It’s my unknown, it’s my dismiss. |
| Some call ignorance, I call a little bliss.
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| It’s how are you’s, to and from things I’d rather never know, things I’d
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| rather never know, things I’d rather never know. |
| The things I’d rather never
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| know |