| Slow cause the road turned
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| turned its toll, yeah
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| You can find me climbing up
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| and down the valley’s
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| Around the tunnels toward the foot
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| of the cow hill and nothing but love
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| for the sense that you found me
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| Even climbing the mount, they must have
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| found me, surround me
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| Looking to settle down within in the valley
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| so proud of me, i’m pushing and pushing with my hand
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| I’m clearing land, forget the sand
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| I’m building a life that only I can understand
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| Paid my dues, I’ve played the rules
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| A part of me is,
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| Crying out for love, I thought I’d socialise
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| My muse, my flair, my
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| Crying out for love
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| The wretched warrior, my blues, my
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| Crying out for love
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| Based off California, my strength, my fails
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| Rock me on, Rock me on
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| Settle me down at the mountain’s mist
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| Now i’m climbing a mountain but you’re still dead
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| So climb…
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| See as I dreamed this all makes sense
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| the places, the part of me
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| The places that ruined my life
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| A phantom of care
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| Doing drugs you were only my care
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| A phantom of death
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| Doing drugs, you were on my care
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| A phantom of care, goodbye to my only care |