Lyrics
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Friday
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night
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beneath
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the
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stars,
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in
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a
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field
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behind
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your
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yard
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You
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and
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I
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are
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painting
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pictures
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in
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the
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sky
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Sometimes
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we
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don't
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say
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a
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thing,
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just
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listen
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to
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the
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crickets
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sing
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Everything
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I
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need
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is
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right
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here
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by
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my
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side
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And
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I
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know
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everything
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about
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you,
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I
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don't
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wanna
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live
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without
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you
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I'm
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only
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up
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when
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you're
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not
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down
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Don't
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wanna
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fly
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if
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you're
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still
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on
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the
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ground
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It's
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like
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no
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matter
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what
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I
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do
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Well,
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you
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drive
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me
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crazy
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half
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the
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time,
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the
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other
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half
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I'm
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only
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trying
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to
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let
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you
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know
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that
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what
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I
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feel
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is
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true
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And
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I'm
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only
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me
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when
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I'm
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with
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you
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Just
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a
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small
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town
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boy
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and
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girl,
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living
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in
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the
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crazy
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world
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Trying
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to
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figure
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out
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what
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is
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and
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isn't
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true
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And
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I
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don't
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try
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to
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hide
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my
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tears,
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my
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secrets,
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or
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my
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deepest
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fears
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Through
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it
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all,
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nobody
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gets
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me
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like
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you
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do
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And
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you
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know
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everything
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about
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me,
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you
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say
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that
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you
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can't
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live
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without
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me
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I'm
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only
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up
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when
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you're
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not
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down,
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don't
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wanna
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fly
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Lyrics
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if
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you're
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still
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on
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the
|
ground
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It's
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like
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no
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matter
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what
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I
|
do
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Well,
|
you
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drive
|
me
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crazy
|
half
|
the
|
time,
|
the
|
other
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half
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I'm
|
only
|
trying
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to
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let
|
you
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know
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that
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what
|
I
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feel
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is
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true
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And
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I'm
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only
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me
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when
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I'm
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with
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you
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When
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I'm
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with
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anybody
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else,
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it's
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so
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hard
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to
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be
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myself
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And
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only
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you
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can
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tell
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I'm
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only
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up
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when
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you're
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not
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down,
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don't
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wanna
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fly
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if
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you're
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still
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on
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the
|
ground
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It's
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like
|
no
|
matter
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what
|
I
|
do
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And
|
you
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drive
|
me
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crazy
|
half
|
the
|
time,
|
the
|
other
|
half
|
I'm
|
only
|
trying
|
to
|
let
|
you
|
know
|
that
|
what
|
I
|
feel
|
is
|
true
|
And
|
I'm
|
only
|
me
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when
|
I'm
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with
|
you
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