| Maryanne the matriarch is stirring in the dark
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| She knows just what to do with time
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| But I don’t know where to start
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| 'Cause in the daylight there are monsters in my closet
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| Using up the wi-fi
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| Hope she never knows what’s on my mind
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| On my own time
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| 'Cause that feels right
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| Cause I move very well
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| Yes, I move very well
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| In silence
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| Every phone call, I’m pacing the halls
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| Am I the only one that sleeps with the TV on?
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| And I’m good feels better than I’m hanging on
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| When I need the time alone
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| So I pitched a tent where the wild things grow
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| To feel the earth again
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| Try to avoid the pollution from this revolution
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| Try to see the dust on the stars
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| Babe, I move very well
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| Yes, I move very well
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| In silence, they say
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| I’m a wreck, I’m a wreck
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| But I’m your wreck, I’m your wreck
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| I’m a wreck, I’m a wreck
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| But I’m your wreck like, I’m your wreck like
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| Life’s a bitch I swallowed it
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| No teeth, no hands
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| Life’s a bitch I swallowed it
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| No tears, no plans
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| And whatever happens, there’s money in the mattress
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| And whatever happens, please remember all the laughter
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| Stitch it together kid, I know you know better
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| Take a real deep breath now burn the letter
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| This is headlights in the fog
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| This is headlights in the fog
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| Come meet me in San Francisco
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| Come move through this fog
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| 'Cause when we are together it’s that slip off your shoes that snap in the
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| groove
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| But when you take forever
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| I know time moves slow but I wanna know
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| You will remember that I put my soul into it all |