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Our hearts don't change from pups to dust |
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Couldn't see clearly, but I had a sense of what right and wrong was |
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Honest to God, I was honest as hell |
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I don't lie very often, but I lie very well |
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Give it away, take what you need |
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Love does not cost money, but it ain't free |
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We're learning slowly, equal parts of what you do, you don't |
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We don't remember |
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We don't remember just how we got here |
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Equal parts of what we do, we don't |
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We don't belong here, we were just born here |
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We remain the same (um, I'm not sure about that) |
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Or pretty much the same (now that's more like it) |
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From birth to grave, I couldn't see so clearly what I was or became |
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Oh I missed a spot (scrubba scrubba scrubba) |
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On my dirty thoughts |
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The way we feel about what we do is by who has watched us so |
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Awe how'd we get here, equal parts of what we do, we don't |
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We don't remember, we were just born here though |
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Oh what's the bother, equal parts of what you do, you don't |
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We don't remember, we were just born here |
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I feel so anxious, mostly all of the time |
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If there's some point to this, then which one is mine? |
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We really don't belong here, we really ought to wander |
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We really don't belong here, we really ought to wander away |
