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I know how it feels when you're here |
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puts the heat in the air when you're near |
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but I will never know whats going on below |
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skin, bones and hair |
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I'd fall from a tree for a smile |
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hit myself and still hurt for a smile |
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but I will never find the bag of flash and thyme |
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shine me the stairs |
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I dig through the soil and the shields |
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and the softness of gold turns to steel |
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I drink too long and wet my tongue |
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'cause I have done you wrong...dead wrong |
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I talk to the fish on the floor |
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see my new found friend never gets bored |
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my favorite place of all is the closet in the hall |
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here noone calls |
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see, I dig through the soil and the shields.... |
