| I’ve been trying to paint a masterpiece
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| But I’ve been colouring all the wrong things
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| We all fall down and skin our knees
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| Just keep running, let it bleed
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| Because you’re already a masterpiece
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| Well I could have stayed here and I could have gone home
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| I could be with you or I could be alone
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| I could cry a river, I could write a song
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| I could get the whole world to sing along
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| I could have stayed here and I could have stayed home
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| But we’re not fallen angels
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| Ruined by the grass growing tall
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| When we find there’s life on earth after all
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| After all
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| La la la la la la
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| La la la la la la
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| I’ve been talking to myself, but I don’t make sense
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| I can’t live on both sides of the fence
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| I can’t make you happy, or hold your hand
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| And I don’t want to be my own best friend
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| Talking to myself, but I don’t make sense
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| But we’re not fallen angels
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| Ruined by the grass growing tall
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| When we find there’s life on earth after all
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| After all
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| La la la la la la
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| La la la la la la
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| I’ve been trying to paint a masterpiece
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| I’ve been trying to paint a masterpiece
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| I’ve been trying to paint a masterpiece
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| La la la la la la
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| La la la la la la
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| La la la la la la
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| But we’re not fallen angels
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| Ruined by the grass growing tall
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| When we find there’s life on earth after all
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| No we’re not fallen angels
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| Ruined by the grass growing tall
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| When we find there’s life on earth after all
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| La la la la la la
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| La la la la la la |