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You're a fool man |
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You throw it away |
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You kill her |
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With your confidence |
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In the old days |
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The cause you embraced |
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The simple things |
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That people over complicate |
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Speaking in lies |
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Known to yourself |
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You're speaking at length |
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On all those days |
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Will you come with me |
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And we'll be ourselves |
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And we'll walk into the light |
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And you colour yourself |
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In golden wings |
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You're never yourself |
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Not even with me |
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Will you come with me |
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And we'll ask the dust |
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It's on my way |
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It's all my concentration |
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Can hold But you alienate me |
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You throw it down |
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And rip it off |
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When nothing's feeling right |
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And I'll show you how |
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You can sellotape it on |
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You're giving me wings |
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So I don't have to jump |
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And you're giving me will |
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So I can carry on |
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Dissimulate and celebrate this |
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Time we had alone |
