| take this beautiful day
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| for all that’s taken away
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| say goodbye to the weightless years
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| of come what may
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| now we share all this time
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| of useful adult decline
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| try to fuck in a king size bed
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| that´s undermine
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| you wake up
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| and you look so pale
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| every time you wake up
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| oh you look so pale
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| but pretend that everything’s still fine
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| love flows most of the time
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| but something is crooked within
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| something is crooked within
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| dig in your pockets to pay
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| this beautiful beautiful day
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| say goodbye to the fearless nights
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| and start to pray
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| for everything that has a spine
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| a peaceful place to recline
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| a cloudless night where this icy stars
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| will finally aling
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| you wake up
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| and you look so pale
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| every time you wake up
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| oh you look so pale
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| but pretend that everything’s still fine
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| love flows most of the time
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| but something is crooked within
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| something is crooked within
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| the shade of what could have been
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| something is crooked within
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| we will have a wood house in the country side
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| we will spend the summer catching fireflies
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| when we have our wood house in the country |