| Consent for needs and blistered love
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| Knowledge of, resulted from
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| So spaced out by spheres of color
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| You got potential with another
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| Settled for common man
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| You got potential
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| All my needs are shifting roles
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| All my earths are shifting worlds
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| All along subjectively involved
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| You got too careful with another
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| Settle for common man
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| You got potential
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| You got potential minus suffrage in your sleep
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| It’s all withheld
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| Awake
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| Bow: sleep:bow:sleep:bow
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| Something’s better
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| Time’s illusion
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| I’m not my own
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| Falling in circles
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| It’s called my soul
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| It sent me golden eyes
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| Sent for you, my love
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| Ominous circle
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| Function of an intercession
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| Nothing holds an enemy so old and unaware
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| That there’s none to call hopes for
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| Center, I’m awake for
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| I’m not centered for my new world
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| Stare to find resolve
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| And I see all |