| Tell me you can’t
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| Swear I’ll go peaceful
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| I’m backing up out as you speak
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| Hands in the air
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| I am steady no temper moves
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| Cool on the floor of yours
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| Get gone
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| Say want you gone and so long
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| Say won’t you stop and I’ll stop
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| If you stay where you are
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| Then I’ll never fault you
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| Cause static is blurred black and white
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| And you go to work while I try
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| To find something
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| Nobody wants it
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| Nobody wants it for long
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| I’m the one that you thought
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| Was your ticket out of here
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| We’ll buy a car with a million miles on it
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| I’ll dig it out of the snow
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| And we’ll set alarms and breakfast while it’s dark
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| I will slow down and flicker and fall
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| Into a life
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| Into a life unlike this one with its balding tires
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| And heads because we’re tired of spending our time
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| On a dream that’s been dying
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| Our reasons for charging
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| Receding and aging
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| Is feeding on me and you hate me complaining
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| But honestly where would I be in a year
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| We are here
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| While we’re here
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| But I fear we’re not here while we’re here
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| We’ll eat and we’ll shit and we’ll drink and we’ll piss
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| And I’ll only auld lang syne when the year changes |