| Taking all my moments, the ones that I got for free
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| Nothing kills my moments
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| Well, except for me
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| I’m burning all my pictures
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| I got no need for these
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| I got my moments, the ones that put me at ease
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| Tell me not to worry
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| We all know these days are bad
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| Don’t tell me I should hurry
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| I got no rush, I got no stopwatch
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| And I got no urge to fill my head with nonsense
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| Nothing feels more perfect than feeling all my moments
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| I got so many of these
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| Show us, love us, they’re all for loving
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| They’re all for me, they feel so
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| I’m feeling all my moments pass me by
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| All my emotions running on high
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| I start to wonder how I got here
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| Then I remember I never remember
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| It’s something else
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| It’s something else
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| I’m running out of problems
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| Oh, you think that’s better
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| It’s not for me, it’s not for anyone
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| The less you’ve got, the more you’ll understand why
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| Nothing feels more perfect
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| Than living out my moments
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| Sometimes they’re bad, sometimes they’re worse than bad
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| But sometimes you get the ones that end up feeling worth it
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| You get those ones that make you feel imperfect
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| You get those ones that make you feel human
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| You get those ones, you get those ones
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| You get those ones that never rest
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| It’s something else
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| It’s something else |