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And then I awoke from a dream |
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I didn't really want to |
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And then I heard your tiresome scream |
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I really don't need this |
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And then you said, "Where's the sun?" |
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Well, are you really so stupid |
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And I don't need you or anyone |
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Oh this feeling is glorious |
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I've got hope and hate |
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And I'm feeling kind of great |
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Kind of great |
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And now I stand here, just as before |
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Only maybe more so |
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And you said you know the score |
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Well I don't want to know |
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And there's a whole world outside |
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That I didn't know about, I don't need it |
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I don't want you to share your knowledge out |
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And the feeling's called glorious |
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I've got hope and hate |
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And I'm feeling kind of great |
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Kind of great |
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It's glorious |