| You said love nothing
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| And nothing that you love can be used against you,
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| But if you’re trying to save me
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| Then you’ll have to try harder.
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| If you’re trying to save me
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| Then you’ll have to try harder.
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| The sound is an infinite saint
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| That brings me to its knees.
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| To find my way through space,
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| Hurtling like a comet.
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| To find my way through space.
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| If you’re trying to save me
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| Then you’ll have to try harder.
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| If you’re trying to save me
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| Then you will have to try
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| To find my way through space,
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| Hurtling like a comet.
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| To find my way through space.
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| Hey, you’ve fallen on your dreams.
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| They’re running like a river
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| And sounding like a stream.
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| We save for opposite ears.
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| Yeah
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| It doesn’t matter what we say.
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| It doesn’t matter what we say.
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| What has to, does!
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| Does!
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| What has to, does!
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| What has to, does!
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| What has to, does!
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| What has to, does! |