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Oh this bag of bones, just wondering |
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Oh, nowhere to run, I guess we're just falling |
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And we're all just searching, not knowing where we're going |
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And it makes us nervous so we try to find a way outWe're still vagabonds |
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We're still vagabondsOh this careless ground, guessing this is home now |
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Oh in no man's land, at least we're still standing |
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And we're all just fighting, some of us will not return |
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And there's no redemption in trying to find your way outWe're still vagabonds |
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We're still vagabondsWe're still running from the simple life |
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We found a reason to hold on to this |
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We're still running from those little things |
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We can't help it 'cause we're still vagabondsWe're still vagabonds |
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We're still vagabonds |
