Lonely Bong

Hold up, wait up, I got a weird a question
 Tryna understand one of life strange lessons
 Waves crash and things cause rocks to roll
 That I know
 But more intense than magnetic fields
 Or a thousand shocks of an electric eel
 What in my blood must be set free
 Release me
 Like a rooster crows at the morning sun
 Hawks must fly, road dawgs must run
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 Hold up, look out, I've got a weird theory
 Newspaper clippings and a TV mini series
 Crack pots and armchair, thoughts aside
 Let's ride
 There's evidence that it's in my soul
 And the taste I've had has lit it up like coal
 All I know is that it's gone from bad to worse
 In reverse
 Like a rooster crows at the morning sun
 Hawks must fly, road dawgs must run
 Every night, like moon kill sun
 Wolves must cry, road dawgs must run
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 Take me back to that night in Red Deer
 Melting faces in Milton Keynes
 Rock sound in Barcelona
 Shooting fireworks in Aberdeen
 Always follow your gut
 Don't worry about the plan
 You roll with the punches
 Laugh about it in the end
 6 a.m. earthquake in Japan
 That time we got vibe out of Iceland
 Love the best but enjoy the worst
 This road dawg life is a blessing, not a curse
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 Hold up, watch out, I got a weird answer
 Listen to these words from my loco neck of metal
 Like a rooster crows at the morning sun
 Hawks must fly, road dawgs must run
 Every night, like moon kill sun
 Wolves must cry, road dawgs were born
 Born to run
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 Like a lonely bong missing its buds