Got my fever down, and weighed it up, and I know the
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Sounds remaining won't strain all the silt from my eyes
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Bleach the green from the pastures, feast on the grey
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Of the night, straight from the vines refusal to shine
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You're my favourite thing - one that I love
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one so I'd die for your love
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Blind the deafened moon, stimulate the tombs of angels
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I'll open my heart won't fall apart
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Don't fall apart
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You're my favourite thing
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And I feel like letting go
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My Favourite Thing
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| Silverchair |
