| Where could we ever go, where the party’s all we know? |
| Cause this little light
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| Oh it’s gonna shine. |
| Yeah where could we ever go? |
| Cause I got a long love, of
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| Life… This life’s all I got, gonna give it more than one chance. |
| I get
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| Opinionated when it comes to an avalanche, wanna see my baby dance, never feel
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| He can’t. |
| Needs more than a few trees, needs a summer breeze. |
| Needs more than a
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| Little air to breathe, real sweet, with a mean streak. |
| Needs more than blood to
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| Feed the soil, can’t keep feedin' baby on that motor oil, or the sound of the
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| Gun fire, cause it’s wicked and it’s wild… More time, they keep saying more
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| Time, like time’s some sort of coalmine dove. |
| But Canary’s barely breathing
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| That little bird is wheezing, singin' «What we really need is love, what we
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| Really need is love. |
| Love love love love |