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i called in sick for work "the fever's getting worse." "there's a lot of that goin' round." i packed a duffle bag with some clothes from the attic it's getting colder in the evenings i hocked my pocket watch and a couple old guitars i could hardly stand to play them i drew all my savings out closed my bank account and stuck my money in the glove box i drove away on monday i couldn't say where i was going to it was just something i had to do i was bored of it by thursday driving aimlessly down aimless interstates searching for cues-yeah, for you and i don't know where you are... i guess i haven't looked too hard i think i'm afraid i might find you is it special where you are? i bet i'll never find you out there's a lot of that goin' 'round Get This Ringtone

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