| Shed your skin and come back again
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| A piece from whole
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| From saint to sin
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| Letting go of where you began
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| And be reborn in the wake of it
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| Peel the clothes from your naked skin
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| Feel at home in the place you’re in
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| Never mind the storm
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| Your dreams will keep you warm
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| In our struggle to become relevant
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| We constantly test our innocence
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| May our broken halos serve as evidence
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| Pieces of our souls for percentages
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| Pieces of our souls for percentages
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| Holding on just to take it in
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| Finding that comfort in strangers' grins
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| Wake up in places I’ve never been
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| Calling home no one’s answering
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| How I remember when I was young
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| My only worry was having fun
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| I’ll go back someday mother I’m on my way
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| We all wanna be somebody
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| All we really need is somebody
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| Down to make us feel good
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| Down to make us feel we’re relevant now
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| All I really need is somebody
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| Forever kind of love somebody
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| Down to make me feel good
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| Down to make me feel I’m relevant now
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| I’m holding on to me
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| © Krystle Delgado, Anthony Kirksey |