| And where has innocence gone
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| Do we know too much
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| Are you comfortable in your skin
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| When does the strip begin
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| All the words we are fed
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| And the need to belong
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| cause we cant get connected
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| Baby try
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| Where has our innocence gone
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| We whisper and touch
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| Its like we should start again
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| When does the strip begin
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| Some are taken some are given
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| Building bridges for the living
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| Some are taken some are given
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| Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
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| Where has your innocence gone
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| Do you just know too much
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| Are you comfortable in your skin
|
| When does the strip begin
|
| Some are taken some are given
|
| Building bridges for the living
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| Some are taken some are given back
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| Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
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| Some days I am everything I hate
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| Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
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| Some days I am everything I hate
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| Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
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| Some days I am everything I hate
|
| Theres nothing if the truth wont survive
|
| Some are taken some are given
|
| Building bridges for the living
|
| Some are taken some are given
|
| Theres nothing if the truth dont survive
|
| And where has innocence gone
|
| Do we know too much
|
| Are you comfortable in your skin
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| When does the strip begin |