| Boo wee, sister up, wasting time
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| Future’s by, sister around you
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| Why don’t you leave with your heart
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| Sister I told you, I can remember november
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| What have you done, stolen a gun and a car
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| I know these birds are singing so high
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| Let them go from the sea, it’s so wrong
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| How you adjusted the sky and the sea
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| I guess that’s easy, yeah, I follow
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| So put your hand, put your hand,
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| Now leave on that door
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| And steal back the time
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| Remember your life, you’re young
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| And we done… still to love
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| And try to ease into the night, gracefully
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| Week to week but while we’re running
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| That’s the wheels and wheels get turned
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| All the weeds, the weeds are going
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| That’s the way these flowers gonna look
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| Kiss my cheek and leave in the morning
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| I’m always praying that your laugh return
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| Week to week but while we’re running
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| I just wanna let you know
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| I just wanna let you know
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| Slowly, sister of, wasting time
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| Shooting the line
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| See what future lays on the curbe and move on
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| Yeah I’m giving my own out to
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| Where I hold on to the night gracefully
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| See the bed it sets so high
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| You got blood on your shoes and get a while
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| Don’t try to tell those wrongs right from hell
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| I kind of wanna shake you, did you sleep
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| Week to week but while we’re running
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| That’s the wheels and wheels get turned
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| All the weeds, the weeds are going
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| That’s the way these flowers gonna look
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| Kiss my cheek and leave in the morning
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| I’m always praying that your laugh return
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| Week to week but while we’re running
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| I just wanna let you know
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| I just wanna let you know. |