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Hey, can I talk to you? |
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Hey, I wanna talk to you |
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Get out of your head |
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It's all in your mind |
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If you don't find no way to rearrange it |
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Then we're out of time |
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Hey, can I talk to you? |
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Hey, I wanna talk to you |
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Give it up |
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Hey, can I talk to you? |
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Hey, I wanna talk to you |
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Give it up; the tragedies of your mind |
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All your fears and doubts are mounting up |
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There's no room for you to breathe there |
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Who says you must perpetuate all the nonsense you were born into? |
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In the old days there were men who looked at fear and never questioned |
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Hey, can I talk to you? |
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Hey, I wanna talk to you |
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Give it up |
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Give it up; the distance of your mind |
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When she hugs you she just wants to feel you present |
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And all the moments you resent your vulnerabilities are see-through |
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She sees God in you |
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Just because she loves you doesn't mean she can't see faults in you |
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Get out of your head |
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It's all in your mind |
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If you don't find no way to rearrange it |
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Then we're out of time |
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Give it up |
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Hey, can I talk to you? |
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Hey, I wanna talk to you |
