| Casey needs a holiday
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| To say the least.
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| From his broken bones,
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| A holiday.
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| When’s his turn to walk this planet
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| Safe from all the doctors
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| And also from himself?
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| They can’t believe he lives and breathes.
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| We think maybe he’s a saint.
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| And he steers his ship steady, slowly.
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| He just wants to get it ahead
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| Regardless of nature’s obstacles.
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| Catch your breath, kid.
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| Grab a hold.
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| Don’t let it go again.
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| We’ll laugh about this when we’re old.
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| This pain was heaven sent
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| God, I need a holiday
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| To say the least
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| From this bashed in heart,
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| A holiday.
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| Where’s my friends to
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| Dig me the f*ck up out this deep rut
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| And focus on the dream we
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| Had five years ago today?
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| I guess it’s time to believe
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| And I steer my ship steady, slowly.
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| I just wanna to feel human
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| In tune with all of nature’s obstacles.
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| Catch your breath, kid.
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| Grab a hold.
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| Don’t let it go again.
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| We’ll laugh about this when we’re old.
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| This pain was heaven sent
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| I sat in my car, staring at the coins laying on the floor
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| Asking am I cursed or just secretly Iron Man?
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| Did it get away from you?
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| How do I get it back to me?
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| I sat in my car wondering how things got this far.
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| Get home alive.
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| Get home alive.
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| Catch your breath, kid.
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| Grab a hold.
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| Don’t let it go again.
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| We’ll laugh about this when we’re old.
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| This pain was heaven sent
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| I sat in my car, staring at the coins laying on the floor
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| Asking am I cursed or just secretly…
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| Am I secretly Iron Man?
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| Casey needs a holiday
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| To say the least. |