I was walking along in the sun
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Taking pictures of everyone
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And there´s something on the tip of my tongue
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Oh
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Well it´s easy to see from afar
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And it´s easy to be on your guard
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But it´s harder just to be who you are
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Oh
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When all these
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People who will lead you down the back of the track
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They´re on your back
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They will try and tear you apart
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But believe and you will see that there´s no reason to doubt
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Then you will find
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You can do much better than that
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If you think of all the things that you feel
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All the voices in your head that you hear
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It´s a mystery that we are all still holding on
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When all these
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People who will lead you down the back of the track
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They´re on your back
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They will try and tear you apart
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But believe and you will see that there´s no reason to doubt
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And you will find
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You can do much better than that
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If you see me hit the ground
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Don´t come near don´t make a sound
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I was walking along in the sun
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Taking pictures of everyone
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And there´s something on the tip of my tongue
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Walking In The Sun
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Æ®·¡ºñ½º(Travis) |