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Well, I melted into sand
When I took those shrooms
And I melted in your hand
When I loved you
And driving on through Spencer, Indiana
The signs on the side of the road will tell ya
You better repent, or you'll melt in hell

But I don't need drugs to get messed up
And I don't need love to break my heart
And I don't need to drive by some Bible sign
To remind me that I'm gonna die

I could quit my job
Get a cabin in the hills
I could leave it all
A dream fulfilled
I'd wake up in the morning, wander with my dog
Try to breathe deep and cry in the fog
Would it clear away all of my doubts?

But I don't need work to feel overwhelmed
And I don't need the city to suffocate me
And I don't need to escape to the country
To be on my own, feeling lonely

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