Big girl, little girl, you're a ripcurl,
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Tearing your way through this huge swirl,
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I know you're mad, you're on a war path,
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You know you dont want to be bury more
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Friends
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Then we could be friends,
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I wish that we were friends,
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But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy
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Yeah
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Oh oh oh oh
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Big girl, it's hell being unwell,
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You know you're stuck where you fell,
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Your words give birth like a rosemary,
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You know you dont want to bury more
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Friends,
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Then we could be friends,
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I wish that we were friends,
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But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy
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Friends,
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Then we could be friends,
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I wish that we were friends,
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But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy
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Can't bury more friends,
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Then we could be friends,
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I wish that we were friends,
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But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy
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Friends,
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Yeah we could be friends,
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I wish that we were friends,
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But you can't stop, stop seeing us as the enemy
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You know with every cruel word that you utter,
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That you bury yourself even deeper every day,
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Oh little girl, theres enough love in this circle,
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You can shackle yourself or be free from this pain
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You know with every cruel word that you utter,
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That you bury yourself even deeper every day,
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Oh little, girl theres enough love in this circle,
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You can shackle yourself or be free from this pain
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You know with every cruel word that you utter,
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That you bury yourself even deeper every day,
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Oh little girl, theres enough love in this circle,
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You can shackle yourself or be free from this pain
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Big Girl Little Girl
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