| My bleeding ego needs to fall away
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| Tripping through the miracle wind
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| You held me up to rip again
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| In the full grown silently
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| To myself and to the prairie
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| I believe I believe I believe in you
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| I believe I believe, I believe I believe
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| I believe I believe, I believe I believe
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| I believe I believe, I believe I believe
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| Out of the reeds I drew you closer
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| Through the window where we all came from
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| Didn’t realize I could blue for someone
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| I wanted to take you into the marshes
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| Similarly your friend, we could become one
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| Wanted to avoid evaporation
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| I am wasted
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| I am faceless
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| Dripping through your fingers
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| As I leave your hair
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| Keeping all the oil that I physically can
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| I know you hate this
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| I don’t think straight
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| When I am water pushing through the sink
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| Only water running through your hair
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| I know you hate this
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| But I don’t think straight
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| I am wasted
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| Staring back again
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| Staring back again
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| Neon dreams
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| Fell with the snow you came
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| Gravity
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| Staring back again
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| Neon dreams
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| Fell with the snow you came
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| Gravity |