I'm entering a frame bombarded by indecision
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Where a man like me can easily let the day get out of control
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Down this far in the quarter
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I'm pushed hard upon the border
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But, I'd rather be caught 'round now instead of oh, say, 'round the month of June
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But if I can leave with a little bit of explanation
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Then anywhere in the world I choose to go
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I'll have it made.
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Hello Goodbye
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| Blind Melon |
