Lyrics
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As
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you
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promised
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me
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that
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I
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was
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more
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than
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all
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the
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miles
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combined
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You
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must've
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had
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yourself
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a
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change
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of
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heart
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like
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halfway
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through
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the
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drive
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Because
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your
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voice
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trailed
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off
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exactly
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as
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you
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passed
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my
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exit
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sign
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Kept
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on
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drivin'
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straight
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and
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left
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our
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future
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to
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the
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right
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Now
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I
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am
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stuck
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between
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my
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anger
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and
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the
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blame
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that
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I
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can't
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face
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And
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memories
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are
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somethin'
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even
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smoking
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weed
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does
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not
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replace
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And
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I
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am
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terrified
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of
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weather
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'cause
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I
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see
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you
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when
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it
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rains
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Doc
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told
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me
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to
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travel,
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but
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theres
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Covid
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on
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the
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planes
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And
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I
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love
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Vermont,
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but
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it's
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the
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season
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of
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the
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sticks
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And
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I
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saw
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your
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mom,
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she
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forgot
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that
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I
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existed
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And
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it's
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half
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my
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fault,
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but
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I
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just
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like
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to
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play
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the
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victim
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I'll
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drink
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alcohol
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'til
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my
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friends
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come
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home
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for
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Christmas
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And
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I'll
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dream
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each
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night
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of
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some
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version
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of
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you
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That
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I
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might
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not
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have
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but
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I
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did
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not
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lose
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Now
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you're
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tire
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tracks
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and
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one
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pair
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of
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shoes
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And
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I'm
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split
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in
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half,
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but
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that'll
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have
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to
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do
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Lyrics
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So
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I
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thought
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that
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if
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I
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piled
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something
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good
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on
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all
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my
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bad
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That
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I
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could
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cancel
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out
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the
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darkness
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I
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inherited
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from
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Dad
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No,
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I
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am
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no
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longer
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funny
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'cause
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I
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miss
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the
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way
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you
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laugh
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You
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once
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called
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me
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"forever",
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now
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you
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still
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can't
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call
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me
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back
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And
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I
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love
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Vermont,
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but
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it's
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the
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season
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of
|
the
|
sticks
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Lyrics
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And
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I
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saw
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your
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mom,
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she
|
forgot
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that
|
I
|
existed
|
And
|
it's
|
half
|
my
|
fault,
|
but
|
I
|
just
|
like
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to
|
play
|
the
|
victim
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I'll
|
drink
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alcohol
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'til
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my
|
friends
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come
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home
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for
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Christmas
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And
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I'll
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dream
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each
|
night
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of
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some
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version
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of
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you
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That
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I
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might
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not
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have,
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but
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I
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did
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not
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lose
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Now
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you're
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tire
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tracks
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and
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one
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pair
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Lyrics
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of
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shoes
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And
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I'm
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split
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in
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half,
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but
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that'll
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have
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to
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do
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Oh,
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that'll
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have
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to
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do
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My
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other
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half
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was
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you
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I
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hope
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this
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pain's
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just
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passin'
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though
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But
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I
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doubt
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it
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And
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I
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love
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Vermont,
|
but
|
it's
|
the
|
season
|
of
|
the
|
sticks
|
And
|
I
|
saw
|
your
|
mom,
|
she
|
forgot
|
that
|
I
|
existed
|
And
|
it's
|
half
|
my
|
fault,
|
but
|
|
Lyrics
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I
|
just
|
like
|
to
|
play
|
the
|
victim
|
I'll
|
drink
|
alcohol
|
'til
|
my
|
friends
|
come
|
home
|
for
|
Christmas
|
And
|
I'll
|
dream
|
each
|
night
|
of
|
some
|
version
|
of
|
you
|
That
|
I
|
might
|
not
|
have,
|
but
|
I
|
did
|
not
|
lose
|
Now
|
you're
|
tire
|
tracks
|
and
|
one
|
pair
|
of
|
shoes
|
And
|
I'm
|
split
|
in
|
half,
|
but
|
that'll
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have
|
to
|
do
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Have
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to
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do
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