| I tried to locate my emotions, I guess I buried them too deep
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| I tried to look for all my demons
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| Asked my conscious, he didn’t speak
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| Then I laid out the jaws, it’s been way too long
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| (It's been way too long)
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| I’ll trace my finger over everyone
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| I’ll chase the memory back to where it begun
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| You were one in a million
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| I’ve had a million and one
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| The night, it sings a pretty chorus
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| With the windows cracked a bit
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| And the radio is on
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| But only tuned in to static
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| And I know you’re in the trunk
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| And you probably can’t breathe
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| But I did this all for us
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| No, wait, I did this just for me
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| I’ll trace my finger over everyone
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| I’ll chase the memory back to where it begun
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| You were one in a million
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| But I’ve had a million and one
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| I never look at my collection
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| I know I’m getting pretty old
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| I’d probably throw them all away
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| If they weren’t trophies that I hold
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| But you, you were different
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| You had a lot of fight in you
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| And I’ve counted to a million
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| And there ain’t no sight of you
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| I laid out the jaws
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| It’s been way too long
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| I’ll trace my finger over everyone
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| I’ll chase the memory back to where it begun
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| You were one in a million
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| But I’ve had a million and one
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| Now you’re left with the babbling rubes
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| What in the devil are you gonna do?
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| How do you misplace, how do you misplace
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| How do you misplace the favorite?
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| I knew one day
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| Forgotten or hidden away |