| I been hiding something good
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| Something that I want you to find
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| You know I never keep nothing from you
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| Tell you every little thing that I do
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| Sending you my thoughts for years
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| Sometimes they make you cry
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| But I finally found a way to get myself inside of your head
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| I feel together in a wasted mind
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| I heard a rumor there was nothing to find out
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| Saw angels in dimensions not far away
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| But they’re fleeting away again
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| I tried to tell you but I ran out of time
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| I found myself between a rock and a hard place
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| Following strangers up to high rise apartments
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| When I don’t even need the view
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| I don’t need it at all
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| A temporary case of the blues
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| At least I’ve got something to do
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| I’m shipping shirts out in boxes
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| To someone as mysterious as you
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| I love it that the road never ends
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| Sitting around, making records with friends
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| And hustling through cities but we never even really arrive
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| I feel together in a wasted mind
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| I heard a rumor there was nothing to find out
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| Saw angels in dimensions not far away
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| But they’re fleeting away again |
| I tried to tell you but I ran out of time
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| I found myself between a rock and a hard place
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| Following strangers up to high rise apartments
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| When I don’t even need the view
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| I don’t need it at all
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| Wasted mind, wasted time
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| Wasted mind, wasted time
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| Wasted mind, wasted time
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| Wasted mind, wasted time
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| Wasted |