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Come on I'm reeling here on a rock |
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Counting the places where hearts go |
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Maybe our ancestors try to mock us |
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No, I'm just playing a life that'll change |
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I just can't fight the desire to love |
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I just can't lie to a child that's within |
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Lovers lips are no kind of friend |
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And everyone dreams that the pragmatic come |
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Hit in the stomach a medicine ball |
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Wipe off the dirt and pull back your hair |
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Head in the clouds meet the state that I'm in |
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Need a shelter never and end... yeah, yeah |
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I'm seeing the world for the way that I am |
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And I need a center always an end |
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I'm only feeling my way through the dark |
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Counting the places I'll never go |
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So lucky with you that I want to try |
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So lucky with you that I want to try |