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It's not what you have learned But what they said about you under your shirt You know they never will They'll make sense of what you gave them And now it's all downhill from here Well, in case you break my fall, we're bringin' it home Patrick, short flip and outside boundary lines I'm running you down, well nothing looks right from up here Inside out, I'm still unclear about the things you might have said In pieces they stagger indebted, rush me to the emergency room Flat line equals frantic endeavor but I guess this will have to do now Patrick, short flip and outside we're bringin' it home Hold onto the things you favor most Shift right and let it run down If my peace could find a way Let go to the youth for honesty |