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Sigh And I don't want to go to war And I don't want to have to fight 'Cause I don't wanna be right I don't wanna be right So swerve a little in the road The curve will take your cruise control Or you could hit the Ghost Pine I could see the headline: Poor Tree; Man Die Maybe if we move slow Or we don't even go Or maybe if we should fight Somewhere in a field at night Strong man coming for the scarecrow Strong man coming for the scarecrow No brains in the meadow I was amenable but These petrochemicals, oh Now I need rеlief You're so ethеreal It's so immaterial It beggars some belief, yeah No change Yes, grieve Breathe in aloud your chapter and verse It's got me so beat down that I might order a hearse I got no room and I feel all alone Still it feels like you could eat me out of house and home In my headline
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- Nick Thorburn