| My grandfather wants to die on a boat
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| I want to, want to live on a boat
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| And hang my clothes in the salty air
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| Learn the pull of the moon and my lovers cares and wants
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| Don’t want no girl that wants to make my bed
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| I want one that wants to mess it up instead
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| I will jump the white picket fence find a bimini wall to lean up against and
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| blackout
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| I’ve been messed up
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| In the lion’s den passed out
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| On the floor looking for the souls of my friends
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| My folks they want to live inside the same house
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| But not with the other they want it all to themselves
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| I’ll keep quiet with my neutral tongue but for the first time I wished
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| Christmas wouldn’t come
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| My friends they’re all
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| All trying to mean something
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| I know it ain’t much but they already mean the world to me
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| But I stay mute with my selfish tongue like an antelope on a survival run from
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| time
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| I’ve been messed up in the lion’s den
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| Passed out on the floor looking for the souls of my friends
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| They were dancing
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| And they were singing
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| And I saw on their joy as if through a lens
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| I wanna shatter the shutter
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| I wanna shatter the shutter and join them
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| I wanna shatter the shutter
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| I wanna shatter the shutter and join them
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| I figured out love just not how to use it
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| Too much too little the middle ground has gone to shit
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| But I’ll still try I’m a loaded gun if my powder got wet just sit me in the sun
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| and wait
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| Cuz I’ve been messed up
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| In the lion’s den passed out on the floor
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| Looking for the souls of my friends
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| They were dancing
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| And they were singing
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| And I saw on their joy as if through a lens
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| I wanna shatter the shutter
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| I wanna shatter the shutter and join them
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| (join them)
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| I wanna shatter the shutter
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| I wanna shatter the shutter and join them
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| I’ve been messed up
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| In the lion’s den passed out
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| On the floor looking for the souls of my friends |