| He’s got the lines for sure
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| And his hands have never done a manual day
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| Can’t give me what I need
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| But I’ll be there when he wants to get away
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| 'Cause I’m a better crowd and so are you
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| Another war of words will soothe me too
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| Call it so long ago
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| Oh, how he loves a girl in free fall
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| Forever the same
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| Spiral into me
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| I know the drops in corn has got you safely
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| Forever the same
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| 'Cause I’m a better crowd and so are you
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| Another war of words will soothe me too
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| But I’m happier now, happier now
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| That’s enough for me
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| I’m happy more, happy more
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| That’s enough for me
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| He’s killing time, for sure
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| Oh, how I love the sound of people begging for more
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| More of me
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| Big business, baby
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| And all this lying comes too naturally
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| Forever the same, you see
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| So the day, I sees it worse
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| You call my name and I’ll call yours first
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| But I’m happier now, happier now
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| That’s enough for me
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| I’m happy more, happy more
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| That’s enough for me
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| Call me hard work to keep me down
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| But I cannot be silenced now
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| Now it’s different, now it’s true
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| My decisions aren’t for you
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| I hoped for this, prayed for peace
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| Give up on stillness within me
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| I’m the peach you had to pick
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| Yet on I live, on I live
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| Yeah, I’m the peach you had to pick
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| Yeah, I’m the peach you had to pick
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| Yeah, I’m the peach you had to pick
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| Yeah, I’m the peach you had to pick
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| Yeah, I’m the peach you had to pick
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| Yeah, I’m the peach you had to pick
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| Yeah, I’m the peach you had to pick
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| Yeah, I’m the peach you had to pick
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| Yeah, I’m the peach you had to pick
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| I’ll show them how I exist
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| How I exist |