| You cry over spilt milk
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| You keep your tears in a jar
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| You think the world is gonna end tomorrow
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| Ain’t it beautiful how different we are
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| You’re the world’s greatest chancer
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| Money seems to fall through your hands
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| Yeah your dance is beautifully wounded
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| No one really understands
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| I’ll wait for God to come
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| And settle in my heart
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| Your faith is biblical
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| Oil and water, that’s what we are
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| Oil and water, that’s what we are
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| I see you move through the shadows
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| How can I know who you are
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| Watching the world from the edge of danger
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| From your galaxy of stars
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| I’ll wait for God to come
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| And settle in my heart
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| Your faith is biblical
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| Oil and water, that’s what we are
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| Oil and water, that’s what we are
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| Oil and water
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| Oil and water
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| Oil and water
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| Now here we are now
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| Pathological strangers
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| You choose the day
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| I’ll fall apart
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| Lookin' in from the outside
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| What can you see clearly
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| You and me
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| Oil and water, that’s what we are
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| Oil and water, that’s what we are
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| Oil and water
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| Oil and water
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| Oil and water |