| I’m Still Analog,
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| My tape hiss will never stop,
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| So, I linger in this world that I can’t gauge
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| I’m old notebooks,
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| With pin marks and misspelled hooks,
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| But, I can’t scribble out mistakes that I’ve made
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| Stupid choices,
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| But, I think I’ve voiced it,
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| So, no more songs about all the girls I hate
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| & I hope you’ve noticed,
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| I’m working through all this,
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| Because for you alone, I know that I could change
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| Please come see me Shannon,
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| Say you will, say you will
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| I need you with me Shannon,
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| Say you will, say you will
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| I’m still tripped up,
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| On my bad luck,
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| That I’ve been famous for since I was a kid
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| But, you’re my rabbit’s foot,
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| Yeah, my new outlook,
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| You’re my reason for fixing who I am
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| Please come see me Shannon,
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| Say you will, say you will
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| I need you with me Shannon,
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| Say you will, say you will
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| Aren’t you ready for a change, maybe something far away?
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| Don’t you think you’ve had enough, don’t you think we’ve had enough?
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| Aren’t you ready for a break, something long to rest your brain?
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| Don’t you think you’ve had enough, don’t you think we’ve had enough?
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| I’m still down and out,
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| I can’t say what about,
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| But, if you come to see me, I’m sure that I’ll be fine
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| No more notebooks,
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| No more cheesy hooks,
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| & I promise that you and I will be alright
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| Please come see me Shannon,
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| Say you will, say you will
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| I need you with me Shannon,
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| Say you will, say you will |