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Can't reach ya such a sweet life |
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Hard knowing what'cha gunna be like |
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When your ocean conditions are so hard to predict |
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All I know is that you'll be there |
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Know you'll always be there |
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And different and every time |
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Can't reach in the inner short sands |
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Constantly moving between |
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Your coals and headlands |
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Protecting a section of sea from the wind |
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Along with me and my good friends |
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I know they'll always be there |
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And the same all the time(And the same all the time) |
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Can't reach sorry what we're doing |
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Carelessy wasting and so rapid using |
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And doing so bruising your soul |
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And burning a hole with coal |
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I'm sure it's not me |
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I'm too small |
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I'm sure it's not me |
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I'm too small |
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How can I affect anything at all?one in six billion can't be at fault |
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How could |
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I affect anything at all? |
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I'm sure it's not me |
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I'm too small |
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How could |
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I affect anything at all? |
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I'm one in six billion pixels that have evolved |
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Eating your skin but |
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I'm not involved |
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I'm it's not me |
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I'm too small |
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How could |
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I affect anything at all? |
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I'm one in six billion can't be at fault |
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I'm it's not me |
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I'm too small |
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And growing all the time |
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Hard knowing so whatcha gunna be like |
