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James |
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Laid |
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Dream Thrum |
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She dreampt the scene the night before |
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She cast you in her mind |
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She made your face of clay and straw |
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Precious stones for your eyes |
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We cut the cord that brought you here |
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We left you on your own |
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We filled your head with wild ideas |
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Our beliefs led you on |
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We leave a trail that's always changed |
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To keep your hopes alive |
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This surface may seem calm enough, but underneath |
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But underneath |
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We made you feel the way you are is wrong |
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We made you what you are |
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You are afraid |
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If you don't play the game we'll make you change |
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Ohhh I'll change (X7) |
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I'll change |
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I'll change |
