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Hey you...
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I remember you, I think I'm well acquainted with your kind.
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You like to make things turn around to so calm, or no calm...
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No place inside my space so.
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I have a newborn diamond mind.
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I think I'm on to other worlds that I've drawn or you've drawn...
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Why are you so complicating, I'm not on to you...
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I know whatever severs my heart, I'll find that the blade belongs to you, or even you.
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If I find my resolutions, where else do I go...
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(Oh) I'd like to see these answers, babe.
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I bet they go so on and so on...
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(Chorus)
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So on and so on and so on and so on...
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So on and so on and so on and so on...
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So on and so on and so on and so on...
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So on and so on and so on and so on...
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I can see what bewilders me more...
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than the presence of a weak divine...
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I'm contemplating my synopsis of you.
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I'm so on or so wrong...
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Illustrate Prince Be well.
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He's some surrealistic mistletoe.
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But now Nocturnal interludes go.
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So on for so long...
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Why are you so complicating.
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I'm not on to you...
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(everybody loves the sunshine)
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Well, I've heard that before, but does it apply to me or even you.
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If I find my resolutions where else do I go...
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I guess I'll follow the shooting stars 'cause they go so on for so long...
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(Chorus)
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I bet you had trouble finding you
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So whatever stimulates your mind
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I can sing those thoughts your thinking
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Cus my songs are your songs
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(So what about Prince Be?)... well
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(I think he's fine)
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But everthing's being held in my palms... your palms
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Why are you so complicating?..
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I'm not on to you...
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Oh.. whatever you are in my eyes
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I know it's so surprising to me... or even you
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If I find my resolutions where else do I go...
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Tell me if I limit you 'cause I can go so on for so long...
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(Chorus)... fade on out
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So On and So On
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P.M, Dawn |