| Why can’t we speak another language, one we all agree on When when men look outside, do they see houses
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| Instead of the fields they grew from
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| We are Constantly uprooted from them, making us tiresome and fearful
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| Can you get up right now, endeavor to freefall (Off)
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| You can fall if you want to It’s just a matter of how far
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| You’ve treasured our home town
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| But you’ve forgotten where you are
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| And it will stay with you until you’re mind’s been found
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| And it has been found wondering around
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| With that skipping rope, the trampoline
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| The crafty smoke that made us choke
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| But we didn’t give up hope
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| It’s just the simple ways, of getting paid
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| The carelessnes of running away
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| I wish I stayed
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| I wish I stayed
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| I wish I stayed
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| Patterns all aranged in my background
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| It’s pillars and posts keeping this country on form
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| Letters were all sent with no addresses
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| So that people can’t discover
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| Always undercover
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| Why do I always draw triangles
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| Instead of words this paper so deserves
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| You see
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| I don’t own my clothes but I own my mind
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| And it’s not what you’ve lost
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| But it’s what you find.
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| I don’t own my clothes but I own my mind
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| And it’s not what you’ve lost
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| But it’s what you find.
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| With that skipping rope, the trampoline
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| The crafty smoke that made us choke
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| But we didn’t give up hope
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| It’s just the simple ways, of getting paid
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| The carelessnes of running away
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| I wish I stayed
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| I wish I stayed
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| I wish I stayed
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| Cos you can fall if you want to It’s just a matter of how far
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| You’ve treasured our home town
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| But you’ve forgotten where you are
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| And it will stay with you until you’re mind’s been found
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| And it has been found wondering around
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| With that skipping rope, the trampoline
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| The crafty smoke that made us choke
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| But we didn’t give up hope
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| It’s just the simple ways, of getting paid
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| The carelessnes of running away
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| I wish I stayed
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| I wish I stayed
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| I wish I stayed |