No joke took a breath and then awoke
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I was standing in an airport looking like a joke
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Saying "Sir, can you help me?
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Ma'am could you please?"
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So they led me to the pay phone
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Flaggin' down the police
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"Mr. Officer I know who I am. But the rest of me,
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My memory, I just don't understand
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I do know that I'm unsafe, man with a plan,
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Of gettin' on a plane
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Fly away to kill a man"
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Like a freight train threat to myself
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I gotta history of blackouts, bad mental health soa˘ć|
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Both cops each arm alarm
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No harm disarm pat down do the body check
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Next thing I was walking on the airfield
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Back seat I was headed to the hospital
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I'm sorry for the drama that I bring
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Through the screen he said
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"Son you did the right thing"
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Please help me understand
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Why you can't talk man to man
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But you can stand with your dick in your hand
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Why you acting like a pussy, man?
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Please help me understand
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Why you can't talk man to man
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But you can stand with your dick in your hand
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You acting like a pussy, man
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I was faithful to the wifey now we separated
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Used to try to win her back I underestimated
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Like a stone sinks down into the complicated fact
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That you gave that ass up and never fucking dated
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See you're better than that
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You're a diamond he's a rough real tough, man
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Call a brother back
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Just a pussy with a dick
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Stand up and be a fucking man
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Hiding from the husband
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Scared to make a peep and
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Livin' up in Lincoln
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Now I'm in the deep end
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Think I'm gonna break in smash your fucking face in
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Cut you up with lemon juice
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And watch you try to fuck then
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Please help me understand
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Why you can't talk man to man
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But you stand with your dick in your hand
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Why you acting like a pussy, man?
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Please help me understand
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Why you can't talk man to man
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But you stand with your dick in your hand
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Acting like a pussy, man
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Is that beat up...is that beat up yet?
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(please help me understand)
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(why can't talk man to man)
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Is that beat up...is that beat up yet?
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I wish that I were man enough
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To turn my back and leave
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To forget all the tricks you pull,
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And hide them in my sleeve
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I know what's best for table play,
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I know what's best for me
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I know this life is way too short, to let you kill a dream.
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I know you're capable to only love me when I'm there
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I know it's hell to keep the peace
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Inside your heart and head
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But I'm always gone and what you're left with is my song
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You're sick of listening to anything turn me off instead.
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You used to call me cool, believed in what I'd say
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Never seen me as a failure or a mother fucking fake
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But over time we changed into this little ball of hate
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We shared a bedroom,
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But the bedroom had a bed we never made so
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I'm done with holding this in
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I'm done with being a friend
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I'd like it all to just end like brand new ink on a pen
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No one can stop mea˘ć|.try to stop me...
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Just try to stop me...
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Please help me understand
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Why you can't talk man to man
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But you stand with your dick in your hand
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You're acting like a pussy, man
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Please help me understand
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Why you can't talk man to man
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But you can stand limp dick in your hand
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You're acting like a pussy, man
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The Flight: Lincoln To Minneapolis
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Blue October |