Did you ever think it hurts
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Did you ever think it works
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It's even getting worse
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Did you ever think it hurts
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It's even getting worse
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Have you ever been dispersed
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A little piece of a curse
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Down with a view to what we found
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With our feet back on the ground
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I hit the ground
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When it sounds
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Like we're losing solid ground
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With our eyes set, turnaround
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I hit the ground
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Did you ever think it hurts
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Did you ever think it works
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It¢¥s even getting worse
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Down with a view you will find something new
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With your eyes set, your feet on the ground
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To see what we found there¢¥s no need to turn 'round
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Here's a sound when you lose solid ground, hit the ground
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Down
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With a view to what we found
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With our feet back on the ground
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I hit the ground
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And it sounds
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Like we're losing solid ground
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With our eyes set, turnaround
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I hit the ground
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Did you ever think
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Would you say you're blessed
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With all that you possess
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Would you say you're blessed
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A View (To What We Found)
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| A Home. A Heart. Whatever. |
