| A little some, some
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| A little, little, little, little some some
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| One too many like
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| One too many like
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| I am not at home
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| There was snow from the window
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| Earth to an idiot
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| I am not alone
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| Fall back any day, Call back anyway
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| Find it on your own
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| One to a many, I think
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| Tracks in the snow, how I count these paces
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| Still counting faces
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| Filled out and dated
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| And I kept a copy for my records
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| In outer space with
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| In outer space with
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| One to a many, I —
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| On to a many, I —
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| I heard there was more
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| Without out getting too deep into it
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| Big salute to you, always infinite
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| Commas infinite, road trip, and shit
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| in 2015
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| set in stone
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| I put the whole car in reverse
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| The same color as Heaven
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| The same color as the Earth
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| Yeah
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| A little some some
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| Little some some
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| which one
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| One too many like
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| One too many like
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| I am not at home
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| There was snow from the wind
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| No Earth to an idiot
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| I am not alone
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| Fall back any day, Call back anyway
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| Find it on your own
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| One to a many, I think
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| Tracks in the snow, how I count these
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| Life goes on without us
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| I know that for sure
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| So I packed my life in the back of my truck
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| And I headed for the shore
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| There’s homage paid there
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| So I won’t stay cause I’m
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| One to a many I —
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| One to a many I —
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| I am nothing more
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| Look up
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| Look around
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| Look down
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| Look around
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| Look up
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| Look around
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| Look down
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| Snakes in the grasses
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| Don’t tread on me
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| They write tales of alien invasions
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| Who thought they would wave their hands
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| To flag you down?
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| Why do you act like you’ve never seen? |