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Lyricist: 311
Lyrics:
Oh, a whole new way of lookin' at things The way you react to phone rings (phone rings) The way it feels when you just let it flow Sometimes I wonder just how it could be (Ooh) You take every bit before we see it off the rails I think that you should know
You never cease to amaze me You keep me from goin' crazy And that's one thing I know for sure Sometimes I see just how it all will be (Ooh) You take every bit, it's so easy, the first straw And this I know for sure
The first straw, so small it seemed impossible The next straw vanished like shooting stars that fall The last straw, there's no reason for getting there at all Yeah
No reason to take it there at all Yeah
The last straw can land in your mix Your best day could be apocalypse Nobody pay attention to the first straw It seems the last one is all we ever saw The first straw's a metaphor I pick up myself It tells me something by showin' me something else I think that you should know
The first straw, so small it seemed impossible The next straw vanished like shooting stars that fall The last straw, there's no reason for getting there at all Yeah
No reason to take it there at all Yeah
Everyone reacts when it gets to the weight of breakin' their back I won't let that be us 'cause the long side never gave back Yeah
The first straw, so small it seemed impossible The next straw vanished like shooting stars that fall The last straw, there's no reason for getting there at all Yeah The first straw, so small it seemed impossible The next straw vanished like shooting stars that fall The last straw, there's no reason for getting there at all Yeah
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