| Love, we share, like a headrush at a fun fair
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| But words dont fade, I'm not a coward, More like a landmine
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| I look at the mess we made, throw flowers into the sunshine
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| Hold your Head
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| Stains and scars may be godsend, wear them like jewellery
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| Embrace all flaws, they're your best friend, just like poetry
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| Hold your Head
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| Hold your Head
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| Riders, riders
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| Coyotes, Coyotes
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| Stay awhile, Watching the elements
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| Lay right here, rollin in the evidence
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| Watching the Element
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| Come
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| Hold your Head
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| Hold your Head
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| Wash your Head
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| Hold your Head
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| It won't come out in the wash
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| It won't come out in the wash |