Ariella, 7:30 I don't want to get up yet
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Listen to the morning music cursing the alarm you set
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As you know I've never been a praying man
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I don't need a God to make me feel alright
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But if you wonder why I never wrote you a song
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it's because happiness writes white
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I tried to put it into words, but the words just sound like mistakes
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I tried to find a set of chords, but you know how long that takes me
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I can't trust my fingers, I can't trust my tongue
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The work is too important and we're no longer young after all
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When I consider what you put up with I'm amazed you still have skin
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When I consider what you mean to me... it's everything
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It's everything
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Ariella, 11:30 I don't want to go to sleep
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turn the TV off already curse the hours we have to keep
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as you know I've never been a confident man
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I've been in the tall grass all my life
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Until you came along now there's one less thing wrong
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even though happiness writes white
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I know happiness writes white
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I know happiness writes white
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I know happiness writes white
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I know happiness writes white
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I know hapinesss writes white
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(are you sleeping?)
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Happiness Writes White
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| Harvey Danger |
