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Oh, sweet |
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Mary, child of confusion, she runs the hills to cry |
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Past the willows or an illusion, |
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Lord, tell me the reason why. |
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Tell me why, why is it all so hard ? |
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Breathing in the air |
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Breathe in the air |
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Anyone to care. |
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Oh!(Alright, yeah!) |
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Oh, sweet |
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Mary, in our story, have we nothing left to give ? |
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But don't we all know, babe, if we're pressed to, that that's the way we live. |
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Tell me why, why is it all so hard ? |
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Breathing in the air |
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Breathing in the air |
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Anyone to care, oh, yeah! |
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Hop now, hop now, hop now, hop now, hop now, hop now, |
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Hop now, hop now, hop now, hop now, hop now, hop now, whoa, yeah! |
