| If I knew what to do I’d do it
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| If I knew where to go
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| I’d get there someday
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| If I knew how to fly
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| I’d fly away and forget about life for a while
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| But it never is that easy
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| To just pick up and go
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| And don’t do as your told
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| 'cause life never works out that way
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| If it were true the skies would be full every day
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| If I knew how to fly
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| I’d fly away
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| Well I’m lost at 22
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| And I’ve got no fuckin' clue
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| No I don’t know if things will work out right
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| I’m lost and confused
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| I’m lost at 22
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| And I don’t knwo if my life’s gonna end up right
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| 'cause they keep on telling me
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| That I’m young, dumb and naive
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| But that’s just what they want me to believe
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| Well I’d rather be lost at sea
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| Than become part of this society
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| Where the grass is always gree
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| And the air is always clean
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| At least that’s what they want me to believe
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| I’m lost at 22
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| I’m lost at 22
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| I’m lost |