| it’s not easy being happy, I never knew that
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| it was such a lonesome drive. |
| I always thought that
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| I’d be connected with so many
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| if I just learned to find the joy in being aliveBut misery loves company,
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| us fools do suffer
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| And somehow pleasure bleeds out from the pain
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| And as my heart grows ever light, my lovers seem as quick to fade
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| I’ve never been so open, and I must admit I’m just a tad dismayedThe more that
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| we bring it
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| The more to our own selves we are true
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| The more it becomes abundantly clear
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| That’s not how most souls here do
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| Can we love without expectation?
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| Can we breathe right in this sensation?
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| Why are we so afraid of things being okay?
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| every day I wake up laughing, just wish that I knew
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| someone intimate to share
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| the life of breathless childlike wonder one cultivates
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| when life is lived with passion under open air
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| misery loves company, us fools do suffer
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| but pleasure can be had without pain
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| and if i do just one thing in this life, i wanna change as many minds as i can
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| learn to illuminate these perfect flamesThe more that we bring it
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| The more to our own selves we are true
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| The more it becomes abundantly clear
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| This takes a damn strong soul to do
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| So i love without expectation
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| I breathe right into this sensation
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| And i know that someday i’ll spark that perfect flame |