| There used to be nothing, nothing but boys
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| Some unchained distortion, that truly annoyed
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| And this old sequence, of infrequent sounds
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| In my existence, kept running around
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| Then you arrived right out of the blue
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| But then you arrived right out of the blue
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| Do you remember the day (I remember)
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| When we started to crossfade (when we started to crossfade)
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| Our melodies lay (when we started to crossfade)
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| Harmonious soundscapes (into each other)
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| Do you remember the day (I remember)
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| When we started to crossfade (when we started to crossfade)
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| Our melodies lay (our melodies lay)
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| Harmonious soundscapes (into each other)
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| Submerging soundbites of whimsical ahhh
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| Submerging soundbites of whimsical sights
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| Climatically climbing to unexplored heights
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| Like synchronized heartbeats humming in sync
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| Mexican crickets are rubbing their wings
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| Do you remember the day (I remember)
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| When we started to crossfade (when we started to crossfade)
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| Our melodies lay (when we started to crossfade)
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| Harmonious soundscapes (into each other)
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| Do you remember the day (I remember)
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| When we started to crossfade (when we started to crossfade)
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| Our melodies lay (our melodies lay)
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| Harmonious soundscapes (into each other)
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| I remember, I remember, when we started to crossfade
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| When we started to crossfade, into each other
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| I remember when we started to crossfade
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| Our melodies lay, into each other |