| I was talking to this girl
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| She was talking to herself
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| She looked up at me
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| She thougt i was someone else
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| She Said do i know you
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| And i said i dont think so
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| NO, i don’t think so
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| But i wish you were the best thing if it’s all the same
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| I think i rather not know your name
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| I wanna leave my home but i dont know where to go
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| Whooa whooa!
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| I stuck around for a while
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| Just to hear what you gotta say
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| She said theres 50 reasons
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| That i should stay
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| She said my name is freedom
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| Would you like to get me away?
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| I said i wish you were the best thing if it’s all the same
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| I think a rather forget your name
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| I wanna leave my home
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| But i dont know where to go
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| Whoooa whooa!
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| Because the east coast has the 7 billion feeling
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| And the west coast doesn’t have any seasons
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| And the south does make me feel like i ain’t own
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| And the northest state where just get to cold
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| And the midwest state: I’m nothing and left them who’s gone
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| Whoooa, whooa!
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| She said I wish you were the best thing if it’s all the same
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| You could say what you whant to say because my name
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| And if you want to leave youur home
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| Then, why dont you just go?
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| She said wish you were the best thing if it’s all the same
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| You can say what you want to say
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| Because my name
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| And if you want to leave your home
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| Then, why don’t just fucking go?
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| Whoooa whooa! |