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Don't know why so much confusion |
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needs to be obsessed about |
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Under the mountain, the seeds depression |
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watch it disappear |
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Don't remind me again |
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It's already written |
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Distance always seems familiar |
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Nothing here can change without |
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listening carefully for your queue |
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to exchange the other lines |
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Late at night and call to us |
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building nesting in our skulls |
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so it can rest conveniently |
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conserving all the energy it takes |
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lower your head and take some |
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time to feel the sound |
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Surrender expectations |
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It's not just an explanation that we've found |
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Don't remind me again |
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It's already written |
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and nothing's only alive |
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it's already been given |
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Don't know why so much confusion |
|
needs to be obsessed about |
|
Under the mountain, the seeds depression |
|
watch it disappear |
|
Late at night and call to us |
|
building nesting in our skulls |
|
so it can rest conveniently |
|
conserving all the energy it takes |
|
lower your head and take some |
|
time to feel the sound |
|
Surrender expectations |
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It's not just an explanation that we've found |
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There's no need |
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There's no need to force it down |
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There's no need to force it down |
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I just need |
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I just need to make a sound |
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There's no need |
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There's no need to force it down |
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There's no need |
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I just want |
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I just want |
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I just wanna make a sound |
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There's no need |
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no need to force it down |
