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hey, any single moment of the day |
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doesn't take no poetry to say |
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ok, I need you |
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a fact's a fact just let it in |
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come on let the end begin |
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fact's a fact just let it in |
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come on let the end begin |
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hey, misty as the morning that's your way |
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trapped inside some complicated fate |
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to late, to hear you |
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a fact's a fact just let it in |
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come on let the end begin |
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fact's a fact just let it in |
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come on let the end begin |
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end, end |
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we've become the victims of our own creation |
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crying till we're all red rose |
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under the winter's clothes |
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no one knows |
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I can never reach you you've been disconnected |
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lost upon the ancient breeze |
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watching your future freeze |
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by degrees |
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and there's a look in your eyes that I never have seen |
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and it calls me to trial over time and in means |
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you're closer to gone, further than been |
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nobody nowhere or somewhere between |
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still I feel it again it's a strange kind of love |
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it comes from the side from the front from above |
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if it's hell that you feel it's torture to see |
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I'm begging you don't go misty on me |
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a fact's a fact just let it in |
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come on let the end begin |
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fact's a fact just let it in |
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come on let the end begin |