| I wrote a note to my future ghost
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| Quoting words I’ve spoke
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| And that I meant only half the time
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| Now, I only speak between grinding teeth
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| And my constant sleep
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| 'Cause that’s the pace that I’ve got to go
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| So run along, 'cause you had best be on your way
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| Don’t worry, just hurry
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| 'Cause you have got a lot to lose here
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| But I’m catching up on that lost sleep
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| Do I have a lot to lose?
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| I am a man with my task at hand
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| And my swollen glands
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| And just a couple of days to go
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| Until I’m on a stage
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| With my voice and bass
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| And all my choices made
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| At all the places I’ve got to go
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| So run along, 'cause you had best be on your way
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| Don’t worry, just hurry
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| 'Cause you have got a lot to lose here
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| But I’m catching up on that lost sleep
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| Do I have a lot to lose?
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| Don’t you worry, just hurry
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| 'Cause you have got a lot to lose here
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| But I’m catching up on that lost sleep
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| Do I have a lot to lose?
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| So run along, 'cause you had best be on your way
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| Well, run along, 'cause you had best be on your way
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| Well, hey, hey, hey!
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| Now, don’t you worry, just hurry
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| 'Cause you have got a lot to lose here
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| But I’m catching up on that lost sleep
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| Do I have a lot to lose?
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| Don’t you worry, just hurry
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| 'Cause you have got a lot to lose here
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| But I’m catching up on that lost sleep
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| Do I have a lot to lose? |