| Just keep on driving
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| I’m counting the lines 'til we meet
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| You know I’ve got it bad
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| Keep watching the water
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| It’s filling the holes in the street
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| I’ll swim if I gotta
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| It really ain’t that big a feat
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| You know I’ve got it bad
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| I’ll do what I’ve got to
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| I’ve got it real bad
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| Just to get to you
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| There’s no map here to show me the way
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| Just the memories I see everyday
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| You’re the «X"marks the spot
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| But you’re hidden away
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| In ancient geometry
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| You took a gamble
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| When you left
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| The city in shambles at my feet
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| Well I’m no safe bet
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| But I bet you knew that
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| The puzzle’s been scattered
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| And it’s left my hopes and dreams all shattered
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| Now I’m collecting every piece
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| You know I’ve got it bad
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| I’ll do what I’ve got to
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| I’ve got it real bad
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| Just to get to you
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| There’s no map here to show me the way
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| Just the memories I see everyday
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| You’re the «X"marks the spot
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| But you’re hidden away
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| In ancient geometry
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| Guess you never thought I’d put the pieces back together
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| Guess you never thought I’d make it out from underneath your weather
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| Guess you never met a hunter, baby I can hunt you better
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| Now I’m picking up your scent and getting closer now than ever
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| Just hold on
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| Hold on
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| It won’t be long 'til the land is gone
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| If you can’t float and I can’t sink
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| You should have taken time to think
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| Guess you never thought I’d put the pieces back together
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| Guess you never thought I’d make it out from underneath your weather
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| Guess you never met a hunter, baby I can hunt you better
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| Now I’m picking up your scent and getting closer now than ever
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| Just hold on
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| Hold on
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| It won’t be long 'til the land is gone
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| If you can’t float and I can’t sink
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| You should have taken time to think
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| Just keep on driving and counting the lines in the street
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| I woke from the lightning
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| How funny it’s all just a dream
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| Guess you never thought I’d put the pieces back together
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| Guess you never thought I’d make it out from underneath your weather
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| Guess you never met a hunter, baby I can hunt you better
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| Now I’m picking up your scent and getting closer now than ever |