She said, "I've got no soul, I am not Nessarose
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That is the way that life goes"
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I said, "Just let it show, you are not Nessarose
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Come on, grab your broom, let's go
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Come on, grab your broom, let's blow away"
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She said, "I've got no soul, I am not Nessarose
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That is the way that life goes"
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I said, "Just let it show that you're not Nessarose
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Come on, grab your broom, let's go
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Come on, grab your broom, let's blow"
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I don't know where she ends and where I begin
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The girl with green oily skin, she ends where I begin
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I don't know where she ends and where I begin
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The girl with green oily skin, she ends where I begin
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Look at Dorothy in the sickly sweet undertow
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Look at Dorothy, believing and leading them all down the Yellow Brick Road
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She said, "I've got no soul"
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I said, "You do, though"
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She said, "I've got no soul, I am not Nessarose
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That's just the way that life goes
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That's just the way that life blows away"
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Let it show
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| Hannah Fury |
