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KASEY CHAMBERS >> Merchandise Links
KASEY CHAMBERS
Wouldn't you think that I'd have it all figured out by now That I'd know exactly what I'm dong Wouldn't you think that I'd have a key To open every melody and sing Like it is all here at my feet Wouldn't you think that I'd have a life hanging on my wall So I could prove that I'm alive But these are just things I've been given For a plastic way of living And I'm not sure if that really is my style The second hand it rolls on by It never looks back to wait for mine And if I fall any harder this time If I dig any deeper Lord what will I find Well you can buy my life on radio And order me by mail But not everything about me is for sale No not everything about me is for sale Wouldn't you think that I'd have the strength to carry anything And I could buy myself A brand new set of hands But sometimes like the others I just ran away take cover And I swear that no one really understands The second hand that rolls on by It never looks back to wait for mine
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