| You’ve got me thinking about it.
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| Don’t know my way around it.
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| Got me wishing I could say the things I don’t.
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| See, I was traveling; |
| the mess that we were in could only make me wanna stay out on the road.
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| But when the trust falls, missed phone calls,
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| long live the problem child.
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| But I think I’ll stay a while.
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| Now I don’t think I’ll ever
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| feel like this again.
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| I’ll never feel.
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| We’re suspended in time
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| from the likes of you,
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| but I’m willing to prove
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| you’ve got more fight left in you.
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| We’re suspended in time
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| from the likes of you.
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| Yeah, it’s true.
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| So you can take it from me,
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| I just wanna be more than a memory.
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| (You've got me thinking about it.
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| Don’t know my way around it.)
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| Impeccability is what you said to me.
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| See, I was busy trying to figure out
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| what it is that you were talking about.
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| Don’t think I’ll ever feel like this again.
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| I’ll never feel.
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| We’re suspended in time
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| from the likes of you,
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| but I’m willing to prove
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| you’ve got more fight left in you.
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| We’re suspended in time
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| from the likes of you.
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| Yeah, it’s true.
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| So you can take it from me,
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| I just wanna be more than a memory.
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| It’s hard enough for me to say this.
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| Easy enough when you’re the faceless.
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| It’s impersonal.
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| I just thought you should know. |