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All Awake
Look for me to climb fallen trees in yellow summer look for me
In wide falling fields of bohemia all awake with a heavy hand holding me down
I stay all awake in the only fear of falling hall of fame we`re all awake
Under the weight eleven ways why you never fall to pieces you can`t carry
We`re all awake and looking for ways to save your self-love
Looking to define masterbation using colours looking for a ride to a place
Where everyone was friends all awake with an energy,
A hustle and a fade all awake in the hell of free electric salad days they fall away
When the money`s in your hand, when smaller men feel broken,
When chet is singing "let`s get lost" it`s time to shut your mouth....
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