You've got your mind made up
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your heart's in a song
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No pot to piss in
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but a voice of your own
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You can take it anywhere
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This road leads you down
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Any old ghost town
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I hope it's all that you want it to be
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Sometimes it is for me
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sometimes it ain't
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Life's a lot like a ferris wheel
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it's a hell of a thrill
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but it just does the same old thing
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You paint yourself a picture
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that only you can see
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Where the blue of the sky
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melts into the green of the sea
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let the wind fill your sail
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and carry you along
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sail on
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sail on
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Just remember that you've chosen this way
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that's the price you pay
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You're living your own life
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No destination has been set for you
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So take your green and blues
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and sail on our of sight
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They'll try to get you caught up
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in your own little web
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spinning out your demons
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with a price on your head
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They'll try to take your faith away
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you got to stand tall
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keep on singing your song
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Same Old Thing
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Shawn Mullins |