| Watchin' the sunshine, peekin' over the skyline
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| Thinkin' I gotta get mine, gotta try at least one time
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| Wanna get near it, close enough to fear it
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| Close enough to hear it, close enough to say
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| That I looked it in the eye and then I turned away
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| And I'm not scared, but I can't move
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| I'm not scared, but I can't move
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| Hangin' out on the weeknight, lookin' off the street light
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| Gettin' into some fist fight, tryin' to cling to my birth right
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| I wanna get near her, close enough to smell her
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| Close enough to tell her all the things that I wanna say
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| That I looked her in the eye and made her run away
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| And I don't care (don't care), but I can't move
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| I don't care (don't care), but I can't move
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| Layin' up in the sofa, lookin' out of my window
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| Pullin' back on some endo, watchin' breeze as the wind blow
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| Wanna get near it, close enough to hear it
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| Close enough to fear it, close enough to say
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| That I looked it in the eye and then it turned away
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| And I'm not scared (not scared), but I can't move
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| I'm not scared (not scared), but I can't move |