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You push the pedal but the thing won't go

You try and learn it but you just don't know

Who's holding bullets for your twisted gun

You've spun it so that I may be the one

What will your wounded soldier spell

He's playing dead among the things that he will never tell

When will your wounded soul just see

That nothing here grows out of secrecy

You say you're never gonna be rich

Well how you ever gonna know

If you never open your eyelids

Tell me how you're gonna find gold

You're telling me you've never been kissed

Well maybe that's the way it goes

But if you never learn to take nothing

How you gonna learn to let go

You're moving on or are you running scared

It won't be long before the game gets fair

You sit in silence and you plead your case

You call it wisdom but they're just mistakes

They'll never need you back in Oregon

Can't build no story on the same old song

Giving up is such a bitter taste

I see the sour growing on your face

You say you're never gonna be rich

Well how you ever gonna know

If you never open your eyelids

Tell me how you're gonna find gold

You're telling me you've never been kissed

Well maybe that's the way it goes

But if you never learn to take nothing

How you gonna learn to let go

You say you're never gonna be rich

Well how you ever gonna know

If you never open your eyelids

Tell me how you're gonna find gold