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| 2. |
| 3:59 | 
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When I was a little boy I used to wonder
Just how old you'd have to be to feel good Now I've seen a thousand girls but I still wonder Cause they just don't make sense to me God knows I've tried I've tried to be the unpredictable one I've tried to be the friend that they could rely on I've still got none Got nothing at all And so I fall into the open Just singing out your name And when I'm done, crashed and maimed I hope that's where you'll find me You know that if it's up to me I'll still be holding My own hand the day I die So please release me now I've tried to be the mean mysterious one I've tried to be the sweetest candy you'd suck on I've still got none Got nothing at all And so I fall into the open Just singing out your name And when I'm done, crashed and maimed I hope that's where you'll find me And it's a good day for being found Just crawling in the dirt with my head underground And it's a good day for you to come Collecting all the pieces of the damage done And after all the bandages are gone I hope you'll find a favorite part you can work on Cause I've got none Got nothing at all And so I fall into the open Just singing out your name And when I'm done, crashed and maimed I hope that's where you'll find me |
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| 3. |
| 3:46 |
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| 4. |
| 3:27 |
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| 5. |
| 3:52 |
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| 6. |
| 3:51 |
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| 7. |
| 3:52 |
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8. |
| 4:09 |
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| 9. |
| 5:11 |
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| 10. |
| 3:24 |
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| 11. |
| 2:47 |
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| 1. |
| 4:27 |
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| 2. |
| 3:28 |
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| 3. |
| 3:38 |
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When I was a little boy I used to wonder
Just how old you'd have to be to feel good Now I've seen a thousand girls but I still wonder Cause they just don't make sense to me God knows I've tried I've tried to be the unpredictable one I've tried to be the friend that they could rely on I've still got none Got nothing at all And so I fall into the open Just singing out your name And when I'm done, crashed and maimed I hope that's where you'll find me You know that if it's up to me I'll still be holding My own hand the day I die So please release me now I've tried to be the mean mysterious one I've tried to be the sweetest candy you'd suck on I've still got none Got nothing at all And so I fall into the open Just singing out your name And when I'm done, crashed and maimed I hope that's where you'll find me And it's a good day for being found Just crawling in the dirt with my head underground And it's a good day for you to come Collecting all the pieces of the damage done And after all the bandages are gone I hope you'll find a favorite part you can work on Cause I've got none Got nothing at all And so I fall into the open Just singing out your name And when I'm done, crashed and maimed I hope that's where you'll find me |
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| 4. |
| 4:11 |
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