You're not the sun
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It's just a light
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Waking early Sunday morning
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You're not my church
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It's just the bells
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Ringing sweetly through the house
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And in this sense of mine
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You're not an answer
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And I am not this prayer
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You're still in reach
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I please myself
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Wasting early Sunday morning
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You're not my lead
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You're just my help
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Talk the edge off sheer denial
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And in this state of mine
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You're what I want
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Nothing close to what I need
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I breathe you in
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I breathe you in
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I breathe you in
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I breathe you in
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Suit yourself
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Lose myself
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Breaking early Sunday morning
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You're not the sun
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You're not my church
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I still hold some self-control
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But in this sense of mine
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I'm still too high
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Look, no hands
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I breathe you in
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I breathe you in
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I breathe you in
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I breathe you in
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Wasted early sunday morning
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