| That’s us, spinning around, all together
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| Everybody needs a little sunshine
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| And a tear shed when they die
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| But why should I worry that much
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| If all of us soon turn to dust
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| And it’s funny how love makes us dumb
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| And we see stars already dead
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| 86 billion brain cells in silence
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| Waiting for some spark, someone
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| I don’t want nobody
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| And it’s making me heavy
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| True, I want no one
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| But this loneliness is making me heavy
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| I don’t want nobody
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| But this is making me heavy
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| I should need someone
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| Cause this is making me heavy |