| And oh my god
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| We make the simplest shit
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| Seem so fucking hard
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| And honestly, brother
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| Why is your attitude so piss-fucking poor
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| It can’t be all about us
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| All the fucking time
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| We’ve got to face the fact
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| That we aren’t right all the time
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| So have a little faith and respect for us
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| We need each other to make this work
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| Feeling so good about
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| What we can accomplish
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| And we’ll do our best
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| To pick you up, to lift you up
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| We are all the sons of sunlight
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| We are all gods without insight
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| Living breathing capable deities
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| Born of stars and raised as slaves
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| The stakes have been raised
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| Let’s show them what we’re meant for
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| We have nothing to teach
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| Because we have nothing to preach
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| (The stakes have been raised)
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| The stakes have been raised
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| Let’s show them what we’re meant for
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| We have nothing to teach
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| Because we have nothing to preach
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| Welcome to life right now
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| Welcome to love somehow
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| Welcome to life right now
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| Welcome to love somehow
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| Welcome to life right now
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| Welcome to love somehow
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| Welcome to life
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| Welcome to love
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| Welcome to life
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| Welcome to love some-fucking-how |