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Lyric: She's a silver linin', lone ranger ridin' through an open space
In my mind, when she's not right there beside me
I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
Man the line between being a drug or an actual person blurs when you can feel the literal detox/withdrawal from not having someone not near you.
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