I can give the hundred million reasonsTo build a barricadeBlame it on the changing of the seasonsThe thoughts that I conveyDoes it make it alright?It doesn't make it alrightTo roll it over my soulLeave me hereRoll it over my soulLeave me hereLook around at all the plastic peopleWho live without a careTry to sit with me around my tableBut never bring a chairDoes it make it alright?It doesn't make it alrightTo roll it over my soulLeave me hereRoll it over my soulAnd leave me hereTo roll it over my soulLeave me hereRoll it over my soulLeave me hereTo roll it over my soulLeave me hereRoll it over my soulLeave me here
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