Down in Larissa's lagoon
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She sits by the light of the moon
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She's hearing voices in her head
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She must be strong
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She must not give in to their song
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She's hearing voices in her head
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Down in Larissa's lagoon
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Her guests; they sleep in separate rooms
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But her father comes to tuck her into bed
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She's lost her mind
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Got no control
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And there's nowhere else to go
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When her father comes to tuck her into bed
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[Chorus:]
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But Larissa woke up one morning singing,
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"Hallelujah, remember me for my passion; the paradise that I imagined, hallelujah."
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Down in Larissa's lagoon
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The skies; they never look blue
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'Cause someone spiked the rain
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With a little extra juice
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She thinks she's being followed
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Any minute she'll be swallowed
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Someone spiked this rain
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With a little extra juice
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[Chorus]
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Hallelujah...hallelujah...hallelujah...hallelujah
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Down in Larissa's lagoon
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There is no force that's greater
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Looming deep within a very, very, very troubled girl
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She stays awake for hours
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Picking out the sweetest flowers
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To lay upon the grave of a very, very troubled girl
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[Chorus]
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Larissa's Lagoon
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| Idina Menzel |
