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By Fair to Midland, Lucky are the leaves of the clover.
She's digging for chemistry
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By Fair to Midland, Take a little dive into the shallow or spy what
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By Fair to Midland, at the rate i'm goin
little hands will be all that
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By Fair to Midland, Into the middle we go
Into the middle we go
I smell
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By Fair to Midland, If you're keeping score,
then you're bound to win.
A birds
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By Fair to Midland, If there's a nurse that takes your ears in rations,
sets
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By Fair to Midland, bought a picture of jesus,
held it in the mirror and
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By Fair to Midland, (and as i was traveling i realized there were no
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By Fair to Midland, Now heaven knows I've got one short damn fuse
So come
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By Fair to Midland, until we fall:
take a lil' dive in the shallow
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By Fair to Midland, Here is the deal, you must find guesses in this
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By Fair to Midland, Seeing is believing
my father said he knew me well
there's no
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By Fair to Midland, this town is made of starfish
i need a seahorse
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By Fair to Midland, You should be counting your blessings
From the sky your eagle
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By Fair to Midland, We're gone but not better.
A lighted match can burn the
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By Fair to Midland, there is a fight we fight each night with all
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By Fair to Midland, i let them circle 'round and defeat me
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By Fair to Midland, Listen to me, listen to me
Rikki tikki, rikki tikki, rikki
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By Fair to Midland, if you listen close,
make sure you ignore what they say,
reaching
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By Fair to Midland, Tell the world how I'll miss it's small atmosphere,
and wonder
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By Fair to Midland, in times of malpractice
their resisting their sources
slowly start fasting so
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By Fair to Midland, Pack up with what's worthy, lock it up in the
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By Fair to Midland, Glow but don't shine
A fuse for a blueprint, devices my
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By Fair to Midland, Mountains of molehills
A grapevine in my ear
Spots on the tiger
While
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By Fair to Midland, (What dreams) splendidly weaved from an atom bomb,
retrieved from a
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By Fair to Midland, and there we go instead a tease that mocks the
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By Fair to Midland, The sideways man walks on his hands,Can't keep from dragging
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By Fair to Midland, Come with the raising,Of you.Two years ago in the woods,Saw
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By Fair to Midland, Lucky are the leaves of the clover,She's diggin for chemistry
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By Fair to Midland, If you're keeping score then you're bound to win,A birds