| I’m just a boy, but I’m a man
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| My body’s young, my mind is old
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| I’ve lived through life movin' all the time
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| Stories I can tell of things I’ve seen and done
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| And feelings that I’ve hid and cannot find
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| Ooh Ooh Ooh I think I’m running out of time
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| Peace of mind, you escape me
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| Peace of mind, you could rape me
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| Every time I get you near to me
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| I’ve got to chase you to another town
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| The time when I was born, and the city I been in
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| I got the Gypsy Spirit making all my moves
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| I got no home I can remember
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| My only friend is gone
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| And I only see my mother in December
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| Ooh Ooh Ooh I think I’m running out of time
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| Peace of mind, I forsake you
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| Peace of mind, think I hate you
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| Even if you let me find your home
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| I think I’ll pass it up and move on down the road
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| Well I got mountains in my past
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| And the valleys up ahead
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| I got miles, and miles, and miles before I sleep
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| I need to have a week, or just a day, or just an hour
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| To sleep, but I can’t remember how to dream
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| Ooh Ooh Ooh I’m givin' up on peace of mind |