| Bury me softly in this womb
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| I give this part of me for you
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| Sand rains down and here I sit
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| Holding rare flowers
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| In a tomb, in bloom
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| Down in a hole, and I don't know if I can be saved
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| See my heart, I decorate it like a grave
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| You don't understand who they thought I was supposed to be
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| Look at me now, a man who won't let himself be
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| Down in a hole
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| Feeling so small
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| Down in a hole
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| Losing my soul
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| I'd like to fly
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| But my wings have been so denied
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| Down in a hole, and they've put all the stones in their place
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| I've eaten the sun so my tongue has been burned of the taste
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| I have been guilty of kicking myself in the teeth
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| I will speak no more of my feelings beneath
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| Down in a hole
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| Feeling so small
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| Down in a hole
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| Losing my soul
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| I'd like to fly
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| But my wings have been so denied
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| Bury me softly in this womb
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| (Oh I want to be inside of you)
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| I give this part of me for you
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| (Oh I want to be inside of you)
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| Sand rains down and here I sit
|
| Holding rare flowers
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| (Oh I want to be inside of you)
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| In a tomb
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| (Oh I want to be inside)
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| Down in a hole
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| Feeling so small
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| Down in a hole
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| Losing my soul
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| Down in a hole
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| Feeling so small
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| Down in a hole
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| Out of control
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| I'd like to fly
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| But my wings have been so denied |