I love what I can't see
What's expected of you, whats expected of me?
Now it's quarter to three
Let it all get away
Oh what the hell can I do?
To fill the pages
Meet the strangers
Kiss the girl
Take it in
Feel the ages
A time or two
But its all so good
To let up
Dead Weight
(dead weight)
Dead Weight
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Dead Weight
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Dead Weight
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Got everything I need
Clothes on my back
The wind on my teeth
What I control is in me
There's more wood to burn
Oh what the hell can I do?
To fill the pages
Meet the strangers
Kiss the girl,
take it in
Feel the ages
But I fall so good
When I go
Dead Weight
(dead weight)
Dead Weight
(yeah)
Dead Weight
(dead weight)
Dead Weight
(yeah)
Dead Weight
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Dead Weight
(yeah)
Dead Weight
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Dead Weight
(yeah)
Dead Weight
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Dead Weight
(yeah)
Dead Weight
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Dead Weight
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