| I had a dream
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| Then the dream had a dream
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| And then the dream had me
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| I was lucid, I was free
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| My heart, my brain, my body, my hands
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| My voice, my blood, my lungs, my love
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| I’m gonna turn it up, turn it up,
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| turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
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| (Woohoo)
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| I’m sick of turning it down
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| I’m sick of holding it in
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| I’m sick of tiptoeing ‘round
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| Quietly bleeding
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| Now I’ve opened the lines
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| There’s gonna be a transmission
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| I’m sick of waiting for signs
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| I’ve made my decision; |
| it’s to offer it up
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| As for the haters
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| They will be first against the wall
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| Oh yes the haters
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| They’re lost and gone forever more
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| You can have all my heart, my brain, my body, my hands
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| My voice, my blood, my lungs, my love I’m gonna offer it
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| I’m sick of turning it down
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| I’m sick of holding it in
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| I’m sick of tiptoeing ‘round
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| Quietly bleeding
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| Now I’ve opened the lines
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| There’s gonna be a transmission
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| I’m sick of waiting for signs
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| I’ve made my decision
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| I had a dream, I had a dream,
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| The dream had a dream
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| The dream had me, the dream had me,
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| I was so free
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| My heart, my brain, my body, my hands
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| I’m sick of turning it down
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| I’m sick of holding it in
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| I’m sick of tiptoeing ‘round
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| Quietly bleeding
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| Now I’ve opened the lines
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| There’s gonna be a transmission
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| I’m sick of waiting for signs
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| I’ve made my decision |