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It's not your face |
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Or the colour of your hair |
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Or the sound of your voice, my dear |
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That's got me dragged in here |
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It's the ice in the seam, the scheme of you |
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You're supposed to have the answer |
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You're supposed to have living proof |
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Yes I was jealous |
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Because you are a swan (a swan) |
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How could you come undone to a word so strong? |
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My beating heart the anchor to a ship so warm |
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You're supposed to have the answer |
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You're supposed to have living proof |
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Well I am your answer, I am living |
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Will you terrorize this |
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With your perfect lips |
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I watch you eat and feed this mess |
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To the running wind |
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But I know you from before and after until then |
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Do you have your answer? |
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Do you have living proof? |
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Well I am your answer, I am living |
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You're supposed to have an answer |
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You're supposed to have living proof |
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Well, do you have your answer? |
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Do you have your answer? |
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Well I am your answer, I am living |
