| Godsend, shouldering the burden of lightness
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| Cuttin' all my loose ends, marionette
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| Fallin' out of orbit again
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| Size of Texas, I’ll get my kicks sent to Trash Island
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| Does it feel a little easier out in the water?
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| Save no debris for me, I am the raft
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| Does it feel a little easier, forgotten fodder?
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| Save no debris for me, I am the raft
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| Floating, lone star of the ocean I will be
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| This fish took a trip to the depository
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| Cash in all the cans that made the place
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| I heard he bought a soda with what he made
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| Does it feel a little easier out in the water?
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| Save no debris for me, I am the raft
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| Does it feel a little easier, forgotten fodder?
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| Save no debris for me, I am the raft
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| A reckoning like this
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| I’m gonna get my kicks
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| A reckoning like this
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| I’m gonna get my kicks
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| I’m gonna get my, get my, get my, get my (Trash Island is a place and feeling)
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| Get my, get my, get my, get my (All turn of phrase has lost its meaning)
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| Get my, get my, get my, get my
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| Get my, get my, get my, get my (Trash Island is a place and feeling)
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| Get my, get my, get my kicks (All turn of phrase has lost its meaning)
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| (Lost its meaning, lost its meaning)
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| Does it feel a little easier out in the water?
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| Save no debris for me, I am the raft
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| Does it feel a little easier, forgotten fodder?
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| Save no debris for me, I am the raft |