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At first there was |
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there was just no question |
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who wouldn't rather be there reflection |
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when i get here everything was cold and perfect |
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when i get here everything was cold and perfect |
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It was clear and bright |
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like a mid-winter sunlight |
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my heart beat counting down a moment precise and quiet |
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(I love how I sit my own reflection helpless |
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I love how you saw my overworld and helpless) |
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but IIII |
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What have I done what have i done |
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oooooo (OH) what have I done |
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ooohhhh what have i done |
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my god what have i done |
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oooo (OH) what have I done |
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ooh what have i done |
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as time went on |
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you could feel a silence |
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solidifying |
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the sound of my thoughts parylizing |
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I tried to come back to and melt the glass and perfect |
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I tried to come back to and melt the glass and perfect |
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but IIIII |
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What have I done what have i done |
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oooooo (OH) what have I done |
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ooohhhh what have i done |
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my god what have i done |
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oooh oooo what we can pay |
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to get what you want |
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oooh to get what you want |
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oh what have i done |
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Every day is the same |
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we're praying for rain |
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when it finally came |
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oh when it came |
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everyday was the same |
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still praying for rain |