| We swim too far
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| Smoke blue cigars in November
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| Remember when
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| We want to sparsingly, too hard to just sing without no heart
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| I cannot be your puppet
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| We swim too far
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| Smoke blue cigars in November
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| Remember when
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| We want to sparsingly, too hard to just sing without no heart
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| I cannot
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| Call my friend to the bar (We swim too far)
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| Too hard, too hard
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| Need a hand to walk me home
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| Just needed karma
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| My head can’t drown my thoughts
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| Respect comes after
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| I’m long gone, it’s too far
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| Life can just get too hard
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| Do I finish with my words?
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| Put it down to my fists
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| Violence don’t come first
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| But violence seems to finish our arguments, interactions
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| Only thing you know is crashing down to burn, burn
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| Yes, we live to learn, learn
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| We swim too far
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| Smoke blue cigars in November
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| Remember when
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| We want to sparsingly, too hard to just sing without no heart
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| I cannot be your puppet
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| We swim too far
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| Smoke blue cigars in November
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| Remember when
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| We want to sparsingly, too hard to just sing without no heart
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| I cannot
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| Raise my hand and my arm (We swim too far)
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| Too hard, too hard
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| But not enough to cause an alarm
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| Just needed calm
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| Borrowed my thoughts toward my guitar
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| Then played my regards
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| Too many sheep inside the farm (Baah), for any psalm to disarm
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| Too many um’s, too many ah’s (Um's and ah’s)
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| Just make your remarks
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| Babylon cannot quiet the martyrs (Never)
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| Even if they hire an Amarda
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| I raise my hand to a bastard
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| I know it’s classless
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| But shit, this freedom, it’s chartered
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| So I will sing till the advantage is our (Adantage is ours)
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| We swim too far
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| November
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| Remember when
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| We want to sparsingly, too hard to just sing without no heart
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| I cannot be your puppet
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| We swim too far
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| Smoke blue cigars in November
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| Remember when
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| We want to sparsingly, too hard to just sing without no heart
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| I cannot be your puppet |