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I know a clean way out, the vandals made it low |
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The day so lean, the nighttime slips in a song |
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There was a shot way out, down past Varina |
| [00:55.49] |
I burn my bed and run naked in the Winter |
| [01:04.81] |
Well oh well, the pines are getting to me, consider my life, |
| [01:15.28] |
I'm wild but I'm not free |
| [01:23.01] |
By all accounts it was a heavy snow |
| [01:31.57] |
Brown is black by contrast I'm aglow |
| [01:39.93] |
I hear, "Wait. You! I'm a man, you're the beast!" |
| [01:48.51] |
But I'm just running so how can that be? |
| [01:57.04] |
Well oh well, the pines are getting to me, consider my life |
| [02:08.59] |
I'm wild but I'm not free |
| [02:14.51] |
Well oh well, the pines are getting to me, believe me my eyes, |
| [02:25.92] |
There's a thousand left like me |
| [02:32.98] |
Reconstruct my body, capture me in flight |
| [02:41.45] |
Glue in resin marbles, give me shiny eyes |
| [02:49.70] |
Life like |
