| Looking down unaware of the world
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| What a strung out beautiful girl
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| Dawn is holding a sign, could use a little help there
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| She’s awaare in her own little way
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| Fading in and out of the day
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| As she sits there in shame, and she wonders
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| Can you take, can you take, can you take me lower?
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| Can you take, can you take, can you take me over?
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| Feeling too much pain to defy
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| The disease is deep in her eyes
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| So she might as well drown in the thing that saves her
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| She recalls that there was a time
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| When she wasn’t actualized
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| To relinquish control to her savior
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| Can you take, can you take, can you take me lower?
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| Can you take, can you take, can you take me over?
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| Looking down unaware of the world
|
| What a strung out beautiful girl
|
| Dawn is holding a sign, could use a little help there
|
| She’s awaare in her own little way
|
| Fading in and out of the day
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| As she sits there in shame, and she wonders
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| Can you take, can you take, can you take me lower?
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| Can you take, can you take, can you take me over? |