| You don’t know, how easy
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| It is for me to sing about
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| Religion, and my thoughts
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| Of you and now this time it’s out
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| Now back to, the basics
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| The simple thoughts I had in mind
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| The skyline, outlining
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| Too specialized and overlooked
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| And I can’t complain, it’s seems that
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| I’ve got everything, I need and
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| I just can’t explain why things aren’t right
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| It’s the mysteries that balance
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| How my ponderings are countless
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| I need this one part because
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| Well I think that it’s this time, with you
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| And falling in sickness
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| Can’t touch the things I need tonight
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| It makes me regret this
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| This world and all its perfect lies
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| And I can’t complain, it’s seems that
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| I’ve got everything, I need and
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| I just can’t explain why things aren’t right
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| It’s the mysteries that balance
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| How my ponderings are countless
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| I need this one part because
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| Well I think that it’s this time, with you
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| With you
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| With you
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| With you
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| With you |