| Buckets, they fill up your soul
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| Overreach and then you’re unknown
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| All of this I wanted to go
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| I should reflect it all
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| All the thoughts that went in it this far
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| Need to know the details I see
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| Just a glimpse of it’s all I need
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| I’ve got a lot to offer
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| I don’t think I should bother
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| Little lites want me around
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| I’ve got a lot to offer
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| I don’t think I should bother
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| Little lites want me around
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| So we started again
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| Overwhelming depictions are in
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| All the notes on the window are off
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| There’s a reason I can’t
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| Wait in line when there is somewhere else
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| All arrangements awaiting on me
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| Little lites just wanna be free, so
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| I’ve got a lot to offer
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| I don’t think I should bother
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| Little lites want me around
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| I’ve got a lot to offer
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| I don’t think I should bother
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| Little lites want me around
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| I’ve got a lot to offer
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| I don’t think I should bother
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| Little lites want me around
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| I’ve got a lot to offer
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| I don’t think I should bother
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| Little lites want me around |