| When every day of your life seems bleak
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| The lows overwhelm and the highs decrease
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| No don’t let the strings come lose
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| We will make your dreams come true
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| Every word you want to turn to a scream
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| Feeling like you’re gonna burst at the seams
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| Hands blistered from churning the cream
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| Well butter don’t come from nothing, bay beh
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| We came to pluck out your misery, it’s going down
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| I wanna take you away, ooh ooh
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| I wanna take you away, ooh ooh
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| You’re getting closer with every day
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| Every second, every breath you take
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| Tomorrow could be it
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| So everybody and keep it
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| You ain’t living unless you live like this
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| You can dine with the sharks or swim like fish
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| But we can see what your inside is
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| And riches don’t come from money, bay beh
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| We came to pluck out your misery, it’s going down
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| I wanna take you away, ooh ooh
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| I wanna take you away, ooh ooh
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| We came to pluck out your misery, it’s going down
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| We came to pluck out your misery, it’s going down
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| We came to pluck out your misery, it’s going down
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| I wanna take you away, ooh ooh
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| I wanna take you away, ooh ooh |