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I don't know why I am here |
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Is it for one, for more? |
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Say the truth in dark corners |
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Flowers in a shape, my hand |
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The music listens |
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When you will want |
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Oehsjoe want to be anyone |
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The red, um, what shall happen |
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In key, shadow |
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You will speak in bright lights |
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I saw my arm on the right |
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When it was down, |
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Reaching for it, again |
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A spark is reflected in my nail |
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Horrors, in my left eye |
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I close them, flicker like a candle |
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I feel the cool wind over my body |
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Run away at the same time |
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I want to be there |
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I bend over, my arm left itches |
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Stains take them in |
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Can I stop it changing all the time? |
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It's confusing, try the trick |
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Waarom ben ik hier |
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Wat is de waarheid |
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De muziek begrijpt me |
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Een lang leven |
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Ik sluit mijn ogen |
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Alles tegelijk |
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Mensen |
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Wind |
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Kleuren |
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De Dur |
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Rennen |
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Waarom verandert alles |
