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we all believe the magic is in you |
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'cause there's making the breakfast |
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and taking out the garbage too |
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if as it did turning round |
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right back on through |
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cause of facing the music |
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and taking out the garbage too |
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breath scented fuse locked together ever grim |
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caused their untimely exit |
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from each and every little thing |
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we fly between never close enough to view |
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causing wrong resolution |
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crossed border line we're dropping in |
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and we |
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forever never win |
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silence every witness |
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ennui |
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forever never win |
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the case for existence |
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and we |
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forever never win |
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silence every witness |
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ennui |
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forever never win |
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the case for existence |
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thieves who stole the show a little left hand path to grow |
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show the true sympathetic |
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a mirror magic puppet show |
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and we all believe that the magic is in you |
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'cause there's facing the music |
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and taking out the garbage too |