Verse 1:
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With pictures and words
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Is this communicating?
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The sounds that I've heard
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The growling voice then fading
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And yes my heart was beating
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Or was it just repeating
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Verse 2:
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With nickels and dimes
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You soon will have a dollar
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Am I in your time
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I see no need to swallow
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Or catch a plane to travel
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My mind's not made of gravel
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Verse 3:
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Can you find your way
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Or do you want my vision
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It's dark there, they say
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But that's just superstition
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And in my last inspection
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Is this the right direction
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Verse 4:
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I once had a girl
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She told me I was funny
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She said in your world
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You needed lots of money
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And things to kill your brother
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But death just starts another
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Que Vida!
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Love |