| I was slapped in the face by a dose of reality
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| Tickle with a feather off congeniality
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| Oh oh oh oh oh
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| I’m done for
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| I was staring at a mirror looking for clarity
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| Stepping over cracks to avoid calamity
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| Oh oh oh oh oh
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| I’m done for
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| Cause you can’t count on anything
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| Except that you can’t count on anything
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| No you can’t count on anything
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| Except that you can’t count on anything
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| So give it all that you’ve got
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| Take your very best shot
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| I’m addicted to change
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| I don’t care if it happens for me or not
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| I’m a rolling rock
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| I’m an ocean drop
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| I’m addicted to the way that I feel when I’m getting my brain
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| To stop thinking so much
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| I was losing my grip on love and sanity
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| Feeling it slip like rain to gravity
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| Oh oh oh oh oh
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| I’m down low
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| Always thinking I’m the past
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| And living in memory
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| Tripping over traps flashbacks to apathy
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| Oh oh oh oh oh
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| I’m down low
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| Cause you can’t count on anything
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| Except that you can’t count on anything
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| No you can’t count on anything
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| Except that you can’t count on anything
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| So give it all that you’ve got
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| Take your very best shot
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| I’m addicted to change
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| I don’t care if it happens for me or not
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| I’m a rolling rock
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| I’m an ocean drop
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| I’m addicted to the way that I feel when I’m getting my brain
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| To stop thinking so much
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| Stop thinking so much
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| Oh stop thinking so much
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| Oh stop thinking so much
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| Stop thinking so much
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| Stop thinking so much
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| Oh stop thinking so much
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| Oh stop thinking so much
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| Just stop
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| So give it all that you’ve got
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| Take your very best shot
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| I’m addicted to change
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| I don’t care if it happens for me or not
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| I’m a rolling rock
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| I’m an ocean drop
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| I’m addicted to the way that I feel when I’m getting my brain
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| To stop thinking so much |