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Rolling up the rose feeling nothing |
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I don't have any gold but you'll be my friend |
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You'll be my friend |
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Come talk to me, if not for you then for myself |
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Can't you see the way I mirror something else in you |
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In the way I move these thorns from a rose |
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Run underseas, in to the weightless other world |
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And all you need is admiration for a reverie |
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All these pressures freed with these thorns from a rose |
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It's a difficult place I chose |
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As I know I'm just running round and round |
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Such a different shade of blue |
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Never did I ever realize I'm just |
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Rolling up the rose feeling nothing |
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I don't have any gold but you'll be my friend |
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You'll be my friend |
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So I throw myself away |
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Ignoring all the things I think you have to say |
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Without the knowledge that it stems from seeds |
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Such a graceful plead an attempt of endeavour |
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It's a difficult place I chose |
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As I know I'm just running round and round |
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Such a different shade of blue |
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Never did I ever realize I'm just |
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Rolling up the rose feeling nothing |
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I don't have any gold but you'll be my friend |
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You'll be my friend |
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Peace and devotion live under lie |
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But lies never really hold true |
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Truth is this as a matter of fact what ones telling me just won't do |
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See I don't really understand seasons |
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But seasons understand fruit |
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Fruit is the freedom of the powerful garden |
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And that's wrapped up in to our roots |
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Rolling up the rose feeling nothing |
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I don't have any gold but you'll be my friend |
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You'll be my friend |