The gods and the saints preserve you,
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'cause nobody here deserves you.
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I'm living my life in flashback,
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Since I lost my card for cashback.
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and I've gone to rack and ruin,
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Since I don't know what you're doing.
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There's no clear or present danger,
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That I see in any stranger.
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Someone, somewhere, said to me.
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Will someone, somewhere, set me free.
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Well hurry up or, harry me.
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Will someone, somewhere, marry me.
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To you, To you, To you, To you.
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The line on the screen has broken,
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What once was asleep has woken.
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I cover your face in make up,
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Praying you'll one day wake up.
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I've littered at life with magic,
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Yet I'm neither dead 'nor tragic.
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The gods and the saints preserve you,
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'cause nobody here deserves you.
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Someone, somewhere, said to me.
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Will someone, somewhere, set me free.
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From all that I'm supposed to be,
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Will someone, somewhere, marry me.
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To You
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| I Am Kloot |
