Wingspan 创作者：
Fred Thomas
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调：A minor

Verse 1
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Haven't we had enough
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of these apple orchard
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ideology games?
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I feel like I can hear my
neighbor's phone
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Ringing even one full block away
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Why don't you take me out
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And show me how you pay for time
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We could drive around and
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listen for the sound
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of all of the lights   going out
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Why don't you give up,
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why don't you give in
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Why don't you call me back
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and tell me how you've been
Why don't you fuss up,
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why don't you cave in
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Why don't you con descend
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to be my friend again
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Catering his arms longer than the
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wingspan
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And   every other day,
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someone new comes around to say there's
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nothing left to what you do.
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Someone else in  front of you.
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And   you should give up,
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you should just give in
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You should just play it smart
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and stop before they win
Throw both your hands up,
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throw all your money in
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Get off this sinking ship
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made out of your own skin