| Got a head full of one-way rides
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| That you wouldn’t believe
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| A giant leap from my heart to your arms
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| Before it’s time to leave
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| Well, all these old things
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| That’ll never be That I’ll never miss
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| Give me some time
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| And I’ll throw a fists
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| Yeah I’ll throw a fit
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| Yeah I’ll throw a fit
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| This is the time when all things old will pass
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| Inertia comes around
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| To push me closer than I’ve ever been
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| We' ll move things, we’ll be far
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| This is my chance to let the wall go past and then
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| Got a ticket on a Sunday drive
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| In the afternoon
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| There’s nothing quite like your Indian smile
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| To elate my blues
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| Well, this is the time when all things old will pass
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| Inertia comes around
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| To push me closer than I’ve ever been
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| When new things will be found
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| This is my chance to let the wall go past
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| Inertia comes around, Inertia comes around, Inertia comes around…
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| comes around!
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| I’m over my head, I’m over my head
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| Still over my head!
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| This is the time when all things old will pass
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| Inertia comes around
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| To push me closer than I’ve ever been
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| When new things will be found
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| This is my chance to let the wall go past
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| Inertia comes around, Inertia comes around, Inertia comes around…
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| Inertia comes! |