Clour of day / Remy Shand
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Was I ever right
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In wantin' to lay down beside, all the dreaming
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I think that I'll stand up with all my might
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And take my chances
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All the while, all the while
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You're bitter sweet and full of favors
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Just beggin' ta take the chance
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In a way, I was demandin'
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Glad that I'm grounded
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Cause all I ever wanna be, is free
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No safer than sorry (hey)
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No plans to ignore it
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I'm keepin' this glory
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Like the colour of the day
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And I recognize,
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The price that must be paid, for salvation
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You know that I want-ya ta figrure out
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Just what you started in lookin'
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When, it ain't no backseat praise to putya under
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Do you feel when it's safe to say
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How your childhood was all over
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Now that you've grown up
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You've gone and thrown it all away
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No safer than sorry (hey)
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No plans to ignore it
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I'm keepin' this glory
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Like the colour of the day (2x)
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The colour of day
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