| How did I become responsible
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| Without ever taking responsibility
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| How did we become so ugly
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| Without ever changing anything
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| How do we get to be so ordinary
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| When did we lose ourselves in conversation
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| How do we get to be so
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| How do we get to be so ordinary
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| And how did you come to find me here
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| Twist the line, jump the rut to build again
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| And how did I become the smoking gun
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| Without ever loading anyone
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| How do we get to be so ordinary
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| How did we lose ourselves in conversation
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| How do we get to be so
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| How do we get to be so ordinary
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| What a lover would
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| I wanna get me some
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| I know it’s alright, babe
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| I know it’s alright, baby
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| You fear the mountain for the wood
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| Let you cut it down
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| You know you hate it
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| You know you won’t shake it now
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| Wonder what I did
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| You know you’re gonna like it
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| I know it’s the right, babe
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| I know it’s alright now
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| If you’re gonna run
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| I wanna give you some
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| I know it’s the right, babe
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| I know it’s the right, baby
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| But how did you come to find me here
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| How do we get to be so ordinary
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| When did we lose ourselves in conversation
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| How do we get to be so
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| How do we get to be so ordinary, ordinary |