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On my face I scratched out something like a |
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silhouette around the golden ten like lambs, on my face |
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I've hidden away any embarrassment, away from my aquaintences |
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I'm not sold on anything but half a dream |
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I'm not sensing a thing |
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I see a blank notebook page |
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and it's my life and |
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there is nothing I can think to write |
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I guess I'm not im not sensing a thing |
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I hope you dont see a thing |
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smile through everyone you ever see |
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so what you gave him the time of day, twist back and end this suffering |
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I dance around I honestly give up and de robe, I see a blank notebook page, |
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It's my life and I'm nothing I can think to write, not anymore, |
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not sensing a thing. |
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right side because heavenly, gracefully you, |
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I owe you too |
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Smile, I'm because heavenly life should be so easy |
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Right side because heavenly, gracefully you |
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I owe you too x2 |
