Hey, hey, how's it going? What you up to? How you been?
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I see you're shooting ducks down in a shooting pen again
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Yeah, I could use the change, I've scraped the wishing well
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And I, I bought the excuse that someone's joy should be my hell
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Thaw me out and warm my heart before I get consumed
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By the angry bits of broken dreams in my self-inflicted wounds
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Love, it's in the bones
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Love, it's in the blood
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Love, it's in the skin
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But you can't let it out if you don't let it in
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Please excuse the way I nickel and dime
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It seems I spend my tender mercies all the time
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Should I base my decisions on the feelings that I feel
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Or base my feelings on decisions and pretend the feeling's real?
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I'll wait for good times and peace to live and love
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Pretty soon I'll find my time's run out and my heart's turned to dust
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Cause the world keeps turning whether you live or you die
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You can go it alone or leave your footprints on some hearts and minds
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And sometimes they tear and sometimes they bleed
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And sometimes a heart-felt whipping is just the thing you need
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Love, it's in the bones
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Love, it's in the blood
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Love, it's in the skin
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But you can't let it out if you don't let it in
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Love, it's in the bones
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Love, it's in the blood
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Love, it's in the skin
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But you can't let it out if you don't let it in (Yeah, yeah, yeah...)
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Oh, love, it's in the bones
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Love, it's in the blood
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Love, it's in the skin
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But you can't let it out if you don't let it in
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Love, it's in the bones
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Love, it's in the blood
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Love, it's in the skin
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But you can't let it out if you don't let it in
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Meltdown
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| Carbon Leaf |
