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You've been away a while, while the art on the box cuts |
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The streets gone wild defeated wild |
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Sitting in the low room |
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Where we wind our love loom |
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Don't y'think it's wrong |
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That I should get stuck in a room |
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The low room |
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Low--room--low--room 2,3, uh! |
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I don't know what |
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What I can do to break the chains |
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We talk a lot we break high ground, high ground no shame |
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Maybe there's no need to fight against the chains |
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Rations of irrational thirsty for the up |
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Of secret honey, honey on the lips |
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Low--room--low--low |
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Ten! --3--4--push |
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You're away tonight as the art on the box cuts |
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Vivid life in action |
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Shame as the shock cuts |
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Stuck in a rom frigid and strained |
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Regecting interaction repeating refrains |
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In the low room |
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Repeating the holy names in the low room |
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Repeating the holy names in the low room --low--room |
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Push |
