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Oh she was a little girl and I was only just learning to crawl |
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I would call her name |
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To see her beautiful eyes glow |
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Oh look at me |
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Oh look at me |
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They tell you to hold on |
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And say that one day you'll understand |
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Well I'm still waiting |
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Yeah I'm still here |
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I want someting more |
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Something kind, something pure |
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Oh she was a little jonesy, oh I should know |
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And he was a little backwards man with nothing much to show |
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Well everything she said |
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Would leave me cold |
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And everything he did |
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Leads to nowhere |
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It all amounts to this |
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All this time |
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I never knew |
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Who you really were |
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We pass it down, it keeps repeating |
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We break and run, we keep decieving |
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I am becoming - I am become |
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I am becoming - I am the one |
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I am reflection - I am the sun |
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I am the shadown - I am the gun |
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I want something more |
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Something kind |
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Something pure |
