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Got to get out of this town with the soundAnd I know I can run, I know I can run'Cause it sucks you all in and it's killing your friendsAnd I know they can run, and they know I can runMundane SundayKills me again, yeah, it kills me again'Cause I'm sick in the head and on fire againAnd I'm burning again, yeah, I'm burning againAll right
Play my six string on the weekends for the peopleAs they come aroundI can't dance, but I can sing
Write on the walls as I'm burning my clothsBut nobody knows, yeah, but nobody knowsAs I wait by your door, fall asleep on the floorBut nobody knows, yeah, but nobody knowsBut you don't even know how much I love you, oh yes, I doBut you don't even know how much I love you
Play my six string on the weekends for the peopleAs they come aroundI can't dance, but I can say thatI'm alright I'm alright (when I'm not here) Yeah I'm alright (when I'm not there) I'm alright
But you don't even know how much I love you, oh yes, I doBut you don't even know how much I love youYou don't even know how much I love you tonight
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