| 360, 5 left, I’m counting it to the day
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| I’m thinking if I did everything I said, or if the year got the best of me
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| One thing about time, it waits for nobody, you told me, isn’t that what they say
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| Been batting ‘gainst it and getting nowhere, just racin' got nothing to say to
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| nobody
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| Little lady you better get in line, now I’m talking this to myself
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| Better get in on down with the program, don’t sell your lot for an old broke
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| dream they been sellin' ya
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| Free fallin like Tom Petty, waitin' on this rodeo to haul
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| I break my own rules, steal my way home, and guard the still there like a beast
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| We race the globe
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| The shakers and the fools
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| We trouble you know
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| You’ll find us where we fall, we chasing shadows
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| And I can’t have it, have it any other way
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| And I can’t have it, have it any other way
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| I’m not gon' have it, have it any other way
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| And I can’t have it, have it any other way
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| Always knew I’d be international
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| No fear of flying
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| Limousines, big people, their parties
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| But I’m on an island
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| Watching through a window
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| The flashing light on the bed
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| Neon sign goes red
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| «You Are Here» it says
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| Well, at least someone knows where I am
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| Maybe I will get it wrong, no patience for myself
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| Selling years of ideas ‘til I’m old, a living on the shelf
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| I won’t follow I’m taking the long way, my standards hold me up
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| Why they eating they idols up now why they eating they idols up, damnit
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| I give ‘em my heart in words will they remember me
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| I’ll leave ‘em alone and time’ll want to smother what I say
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| I round another year and wonder did I go someplace
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| I’m bucking this one down, this one right here won’t walk away
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| We race the globe
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| The shakers and the fools
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| We trouble you know
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| You’ll find us were we fall, we chasing shadows
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| And I can’t have it, have it any other way
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| And I can’t have it, have it any other way
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| I’m not gon' have it, have it any other way
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| And I can’t have it, have it any other way
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| Always knew I’d be international
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| No fear of flying
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| Limousines, big people, their parties
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| But I’m on an island
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| Watching through a window
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| The flashing light on the bed
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| Neon sign goes red
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| «You Are Here» it says
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| Well, at least someone knows where I am |