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If eyes were bone |
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And toes were gold |
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We'd have somebody new |
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But ears stick out |
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And eyes remain |
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'cos everyone's the same |
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They're beautiful |
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In one and all |
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The heroes of the world we've left |
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Have never been the same |
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They long to us |
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And to our quest |
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And see themselves remain |
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They're beautiful |
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In one and all |
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And something should be holding us back |
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Something should be weighing us down |
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Somehow we're the casters of kin and bone |
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By now, we could be standing our ground |
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They'll take your eyes away |
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They'll take take take your eyes away |
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(All as one) |
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The price we pay to look the other way |
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When I'm right here beside you |
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The eyes are bone |
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The toes of gold |
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The shape of something new |
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But here, we're near |
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The eyes of age |
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And everyone's the same |
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They're beautiful |
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In one and all |
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And something should be holding us back |
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Something should be weighing us down |
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Somehow we're the casters of kin and bone |
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By now, we could be standing our ground |
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They'll take your eyes away |
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They'll take take take your eyes away |
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(All as one) |
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The price we pay to look the other way |
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When I'm right here beside you |
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Something should be holding us back |
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Something should be holding us back |
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Something should be holding us back |
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Something should be holding us back |
