You waited for Saturday
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And waited for my birthday
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And most of us probably
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Expect even less than that
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And I'm glad
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You're not like us
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And by us
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I mean everyone in the world who isn't you
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All this time I thought was mine
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Your proximity made
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When boredom comes, it won't be long
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Before I sing to you
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There's nothing you can do
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There's nothing you can say
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To make my problems go away
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Or to make me do the same
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From the outside
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My dealings
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Pour me outside
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Bottled feeling
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For a mountain
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Marbled ceiling
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Commence the healing
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Saturday
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| Built To Spill |
