You will never understand
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When I begin to look like me
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We can never be described
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You, you turn around again
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I spoke we can be the same
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But I have left my soul out there
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Why?
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Hey, what is it?
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My life just flew past here
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Speak, speak and be broken
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What, what is the reason?
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Mine, mine is the answer
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So what is it I've spoken?
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So what is it I've lost?
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The air is dirt, the ground is worse
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Coo Cuckoo Coo Cuckoo Coo Cuckoo Coo Cuckoo
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You will never understand
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When I begin to look like me
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We will always be entwined
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It's true
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Hey, what is it?
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My life just flew past here
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I think I've been forgotten
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We should lift this tree now
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Take it down into my head, take it down into my soul
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Take it down into my birth, where it cannot be destroyed
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[x2]
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Take it down into my head, take it down into my soul
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Take it down into my birth, take it down into my head
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[x2]
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You and I, you and I, you and I
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My Life
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