| I had a hunch I might have dropped my conscious,
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| In an unfamiliar yard, it’s funny how things fall apart.
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| I’m laughing.
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| It’s in the air you breathe in, believe it.
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| We’re subject to change.
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| I’m not sure what we’ve been after.
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| I’m scared of change, what scares me worse is that you’ll go and do it first.
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| I’m in no hurry
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| (I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)
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| To want or worry
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| (I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)
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| Move, pack, nothing stays,
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| Head towards the coast,
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| Count down the days.
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| Bury me in your passenger seat.
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| I’ve come to know the going’s slow.
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| Getting sick and getting lost in Chicago.
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| I’m just trying to use the time I’m given.
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| We’re just trying to use the time we’re given.
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| I’ve found the answer to living faster is to move,
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| Straight towards disaster beyond the dashboard, out of view.
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| I’m in no hurry
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| (I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)
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| To want or worry
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| (I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)
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| And if our hearts should turn to shit
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| (I know when I’m needed and when I’m defeated)
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| We’ll always find some way to hide it |