| Underwater, consuming all my kind
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| Destined for alterations
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| And my mind ain’t aligned for her daughter
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| I know I’m mother earth, I see the weather
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| So I’m not gonna cover up the freckles on my faces
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| I covered all the bases
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| Follow me to my bed
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| 'Cause every time you fall, I’ll be holdin' your head up
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| And when will you get tired of feeling bad?
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| And every time you fall, follow me
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| Follow me to my bed
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| 'Cause every time you fall, I’ll be holdin' your head up
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| And when will you get tired of feeling bad?
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| And every time you fall, follow me
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| He’s so hollow
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| My baby mated blind until he wasted fate
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| So I’m left behind until he curse my sorrow
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| But I know I’m mother earth, I see the weather
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| So I won’t let you pull up in all of my safest places
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| I, I covered all the bases
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| Follow me to my bed
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| 'Cause every time you fall, I’ll be holdin' your head up
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| And when will you get tired of feeling bad?
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| And every time you fall, follow me
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| Follow me to my bed
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| 'Cause every time you fall, I’ll be holdin' your head up
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| And when will you get tired of feeling bad?
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| And every time you fall, follow me |