| Life is like a poplar tree
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| Some are the roots
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| Some are the leaves
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| Staying put ain’t stuck with me
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| I slip out while the city sleeps
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| I’m gone, gone, gone, gone
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| Well I’m gone, gone
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| Soon as I get there
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| I’ve already left
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| I get high every mile
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| Wearing out the treads
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| Kinda like the radio
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| Keeps playing different songs
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| I can’t stay in one place too long
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| No, I can’t stay in one place too long
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| Change your pace
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| Change your scene
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| Might as well change everything
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| Call it running
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| Call it moving on
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| I don’t care if it’s right or wrong
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| I’m gone, gone, gone, gone
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| Well I’m gone, gone, gone, gone
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| Soon as I get there
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| I’ve already left
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| I get high every mile
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| Wearing out the treads
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| Kinda like the radio
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| Keeps playing different songs
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| I can’t stay in one place too long
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| No, I can’t stay in one place too long
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| Soon as I get there
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| I’ve already left
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| I get high every mile
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| Wearing out the treads
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| Kinda like the radio
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| Keeps playing different songs
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| I can’t stay in one place too long
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| No, I can’t stay in one place too long |