| Coyotes tiptoe in the snow after dark
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| At home with the ghosts in the national parks
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| Mankind’s behavin' like some serial killers
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| Giant ol' monsters afraid of the sharks
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| And we’re in love with all of it
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| And we say, «What can we say?»
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| Walking with ghosts in the national parks
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| Coyotes tiptoe in the snow after dark
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| And we’re in love with all of it
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| And we say, «What can we say?»
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| Another branch on the timber-bound tree
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| Birds flying low, looking downwards to feed
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| Mankind’s behavin' like some serial killers
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| Giant ol' monsters afraid of the sharks
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| And we’re in love with all of it
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| And we say, «What can we say?»
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| And we say, «We're in love with all of it»
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| And we say, «We're in love with everything»
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| And we say, «What can we say?»
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| And we say, «We're in love with all of it»
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| And we say, «We're in love with everything»
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| And we say, «What can we say?»
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| And we say, «We're in love with all of it»
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| And we say, «We're in love with everything»
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| And we lie, we love to lie |