I love what I can't see

What's expected of you, whats expected of me?

Now it's quarter to three

Let it all get away

Oh what the hell can I do?

To fill the pages

Meet the strangers

Kiss the girl

Take it in

Feel the ages

A time or two

But its all so good

To let up

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Got everything I need

Clothes on my back

The wind on my teeth

What I control is in me

There's more wood to burn

Oh what the hell can I do?

To fill the pages

Meet the strangers

Kiss the girl,

take it in

Feel the ages

But I fall so good

When I go

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