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Recycled
Verse 1
 
 I go through love like going through a pair of socks,
 One day I like them, the other not
 I want to wear that sock all of my life, 
 But the sock would eventually get dirty
 And I would have to throw it away. 
 It would get recycled
 Verse 2
 I would have to grab a fresh pair, 
 And watch the cycle start over again.
 Maybe I need to go outside, 
 And hope that a sock from out west
 Would land right in my hands
 This sock I might hold onto the rest of my life
 And the other socks would be recycled
 Recycled, Recycled, Recycled, yeah
 Verse 3
 This sock is a girl, that I never even knew,
 Until, one day, on May of 2010, I sat down
 They were right behind me, and I 
 I said “hey.”
 We start to talk and I feel the same way
 As I did when I was love some time ago
 Chorus
 You told me how to lead my life,
 And you give me inspiration
 And you give me all that I had lost before
 I will hold onto you for the rest of my life, 
 And the others won’t butt in
 Those others will get recycled, 
 Recycled, Recycled, Recycled, yeah
 Verse 3
 This sock is a girl, that I never even knew,
 Until, one day, on May of 2010, I sat down
 They were right behind me, and I 
 I said “hey.”
 We start to talk and I feel the same way
 As I did when I was love some time ago
 Bridge
 So girl, let me hold onto you,
 You are the only girl I’d wear,
 Those others would get recycled
 Recycled, Recycled, Recycled
 Before you, yeah

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