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All the subtle flavors of my life |
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Are become bitter seeds |
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And poisoned leaves |
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Without you |
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You represent what's true |
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I drain the color from the sky |
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And turn blue |
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Without you |
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These arms lack a purpose |
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Flapping like a humming bird |
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I'm nervous 'cause |
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I'm the left eye |
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You're the right |
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Would it not be madness to fight |
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We come 1 |
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In you the song which rights my wrongs |
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In you the fullness of living |
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The power to begin again |
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From right now, in you |
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We come 1 |
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We come 1 |
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We come 1 |
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We come 1 |
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I'm unafraid |
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Never never scared |
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Worries washed |
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Pressed air |
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I am the left eye |
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You're the right |
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Would it not be madness to fight |
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We come 1 |