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ive been running around |
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and ive been chasing the clouds for you |
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ive been pasing the stairs |
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and ive been racing them hares its true |
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but like rabbits we will burrow |
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and we will hold on till tomorrow |
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insulate our skin |
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and feed the fire within |
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you've got me listening to metal |
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and picking all kinds of petals for you |
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confetti all on the floor |
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as im closing all of my doors its true |
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but like rabbits we will burrow |
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and we will hold on till tomorrow |
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insulate our skin |
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and feed the fire within |
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insluate our skin |
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and feed the fire within |
