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Until now there was a reason |
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Let go of it |
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It's not relevant |
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And what now that we are over |
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What storm ahead |
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Could we precipitate? |
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And what golden age is |
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Gonna correct it? |
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And it stands to reason |
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Are we connected? |
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Until now I was another |
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What song to hear |
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When in another's head |
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And now that we are over it |
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Just storm ahead |
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Don't ever hesitate |
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And what golden age is |
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Gonna correct it? |
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And it stands to reason |
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Are we connected? |
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Crossed amongst the ones that |
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Exist |
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Fakes among the flowers |
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Could it have been more than this |
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Fakes among the flowers |
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Tend to always over prepare |
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Too ready |
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Too ready |
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Let go of it |
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And get out of here |
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Let's get out of here |
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For good |