Louise Rhodes :
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These days I find
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I¡¯m wasting my time
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On all the little things
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That shouldn¡¯t concern me
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Weighing my heart
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With such confused emotion
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Letting anxiousness in
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Where peace should prevail
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It¡¯s just my humanity
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Getting the better of me
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It¡¯s just my humanity
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Getting the better, getting the better of me
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I¡¯ve been working on it
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Just trying and working on it
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Knowing the soul to be lighter
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If I could just shed this weight
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Or just carry this weight
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Without objection
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So weight become lightness
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And light becomes weightless
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Oooo it¡¯s just my humanity
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Getting the better of me
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It¡¯s just my humanity
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Getting the better, getting the better of me
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I¡¯m lifting
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The lid off
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Eventually
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Holding my head up
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And clarity
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Where once there was proud
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I know this place
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And smile inside
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Ooooh it¡¯s just my humanity
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Getting the better of me
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It¡¯s just my humanity
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Getting the better, getting the better of me
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It¡¯s just my humanity
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Getting the better, getting the better of me
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Getting the better, getting the better (getting the better), getting the better of me
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It¡¯s just my humanity
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Getting the better, getting the better of me
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Humanity
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A Guy Called Gerald |