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Who you are |
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Where you been |
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What you want |
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When you're keen |
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I will stick around |
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Until it all goes down |
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Im telling you |
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It was nothing big |
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Trees were on fire |
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A burning leaf lands in my hand |
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Leitmotif |
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You will never know me |
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Or who you are |
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Where you been |
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Or what you want |
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When you're keen |
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I will stick around |
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Until it all goes down |
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Im telling you |
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It was nothing big |
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We were on fire |
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A means to the end |
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My friend |
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Leitmotif |
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Word have lost their meaning |
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It all sounds the same |
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You only hear me breathing |
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'cause whatever Im trying to say |
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It comes out wrong |
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But it comes out wrong |
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Yeah, it comes out wrong |
