| When the time comes it seems so strange
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| What a mad day, what a mad day
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| Got a sign you spell out to the scene
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| On this mad day you run out on me
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| And it’s real
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| All these broken words
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| Only lead to adding up the plate
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| Got to cover every dream has a meaning too
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| On a mad day what a mad day
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| Got a ticket take you mile on mile
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| Oh mad day don’t run out on me
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| And it’s real
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| All these broken words
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| Only lead to adding up the plate
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| So get real only give to receive
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| Another heartache is coming
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| You make it so easy
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| You’ve made up your mind
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| So hit the ground running
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| You like what you find
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| You hit the ground running
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| You’ve made up your mind
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| So hit the ground running for free yeah
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| On this mad day you run out on me
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| Kind of man that sits on his feet
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| What mad day what a mad day
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| Find the time you say I’m for free
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| On this mad day you run out on me
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| And it’s real
|
| All these broken words
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| Only lead to adding up the plate
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| So get real only give to receive
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| Another heartache is coming
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| You make it so easy
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| You’ve made up your mind
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| So hit the ground running
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| You like what you find
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| So hit the ground running
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| You’ve made up your mind
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| So hit the ground running for free yeah
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| On this mad day you run out on me
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| On this mad day you run out on me |