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shine |
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i heard her sing |
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i need a voice given anything |
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all i want to dream |
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flattery |
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days that never come |
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to shine a light on the damage done |
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somedays without a sound |
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i feel the dark even closer now |
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i wear it |
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a winter coat |
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i'm far away but not far enough |
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what's true is torn |
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and shouted down |
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the world's at my feet |
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and it turns when i speak |
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and it shines |
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shine and all that is |
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comes down upon me |
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shine and all that is |
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sleep, it never comes |
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i lay awake |
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all the shutters drawn |
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look at me i'm shamed |
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my bottle done |
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i hear her beating down on dirty wings |
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i feel the room move under me |
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i'm far away but not far enough |
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what's true is torn |
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and out of place |
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the world's at my feet |
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and it turns when i speak |
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and it shines |
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shine |
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i heard her sing |
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a crooked voice and a dirty wings |
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beating under me |
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flattery |
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the world's at my feet |
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and it turns when i speak |
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on its drums and its wheels |
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shine |
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shine and all that is |
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comes down upon me |
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shine and all that is |
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comes down upon me |
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shine and all that is |
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comes down upon me |
