I don’t care much for the springtime
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Twenty odd plates on the same side
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I don’t know, I’d say the same about the fall
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Oh, it’s just been such a long night
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I was anxious till the first light
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I’ve been finding I spend most of them like this
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Usually it’s all fuzz
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Keeping me awake at night
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There’s nothing that’ll help what
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Trouble I’ve been thinking of
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Usually it’s all fuzz
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(Once you take the first step, it’s)
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Keeping me awake at night
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(Irreversibly changing)
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There’s nothing that’ll help what
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(I don’t think I’m being selfish)
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Trouble I’ve been thinking of
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(How would you like me to live?)
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Disappointment waiting for me
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Like a hunger in the morning
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Draw a straight line that I can follow easily
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There’s a grey lens over my eyes
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The perception wasn’t quite right
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If you’re in the dark enough your eyes adjust
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Usually it’s all fuzz
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(Once you take the first step, it’s)
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Keeping me awake at night
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(Irreversibly changing)
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There’s nothing that’ll help what
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(I don’t think I’m being selfish.)
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Trouble I’ve been thinking of
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(How would you like me to live?)
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Usually it’s all fuzz
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(Once you take the first step, it’s)
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Keeping me awake at night
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(Irreversibly changing)
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There’s nothing that’ll help what
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(I don’t think I’m being selfish.)
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Trouble I’ve been thinking of
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(How would you like me to live?)
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My fingers tracing
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Soft on the curtain
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I’m sick and nervous
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Dive in the pavement
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I don’t care much for the springtime
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(My fingers tracing)
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There’s a grey lens over my eyes
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(Soft on the curtain)
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There’s a hunger waiting for me
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(I'm sick and nervous)
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Disappointment in the morning
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(Dive in the pavement)
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I don’t care much for the springtime
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(My fingers tracing)
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There’s a grey lens over my eyes
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(Soft on the curtain)
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There’s a hunger waiting for me
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(I'm sick and nervous)
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Disappointment in the morning
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(Dive in the pavement) |