| Wait God, wait God, I know what troubles you
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| Despite this, this darkness, that only kills a few
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| Your wildness, you’ll break in two, if I don’t live this down
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| Should it be, could it be, not about us now?
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| Well I got down
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| To say the least
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| Well I got down
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| To say the least
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| Mercy I have to say now
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| Go on live on this way now
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| Give me something else to say now
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| Heads gone dry, dehydration
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| I don’t want to live this down
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| I don’t want to live this down, not yet
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| Pick up what you have, so left, and it’s part of me
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| And look at your sun
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| You’re a coward you’ll run
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| And what is left
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| The warmth of your chest that kills you slow
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| Moonlight
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| Mercy I have to say now
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| Go on live on this way now
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| Give me something else to say now
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| Heads gone dry, dehydration
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| You’re my sun, and sun, go to bed
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| You’re my sun, and sun, go to bed
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| You’re my sun, and sun, go to bed
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| You’re my sun, and sun, go to bed
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| You’re my sun, and sun, go to bed
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| You’re my sun, and sun, go to bed |