| Tired of waking up in hotel rooms
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| With clean white sheets and city views
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| It’s getting hard to tell whether you win or lose
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| When a crown feels more like a hangman’s noose
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| It’s crazy
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the music lately
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the songs I’m singing every night to a crowd of
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| strangers
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| Looking for a light in a time of changes
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| It’s crazy
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the music
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| I don’t need to know where the roads going
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| Cause the all eat out of the hall
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| Now I found my way i dont need to think
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| But an old guitar and a song to sing
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| It’s crazy
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the music lately
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the songs I’m singing every night to a crowd of
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| Strangers
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| Looking for a light in a time of changes
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| It’s crazy
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the music
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| Everybody trying to find their own way home
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| Everybody feeling then the only one
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| Every melody is like a deep breath
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| Every little step its like a song
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| It’s crazy
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the music lately
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the songs I’m singing every night to a crowd of
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| strangers
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| Looking for a light in a time of changes
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| It’s crazy
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the music
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the music
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the songs I’m singing every night to a crowd of
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| strangers
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| Looking for a light in a time of changes
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| It’s crazy
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| Nothing makes sense to me but the music oh yeah |