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Prisoners of ourselves |
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Desperate little elves |
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We hide inside a tree |
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And wear a beard of bees |
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But do you know that when |
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You're here with me |
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That's the only time that |
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I feel free |
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So wrap me in your skin |
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A holiday of sin |
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We'll take it when we can |
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There is no master plan |
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But do you know that when |
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You're here with me |
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That's the only time that |
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I feel free |
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And everything is true |
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If we think it through |
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Or maybe it's a lie |
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We'll find out when we die |
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But do you know that when |
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You're here with me |
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That's the only time that |
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I feel free |
