| I wash my faith in dirty water,
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| 'Cause it gives my mind a little order.
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| And I play that game, just like I should do.
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| But my whole world, slips away.
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| I live my life, I live it slowly.
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| And I take my time, I’m in no hurry, yea… I’m livin'…
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| And when I go then I would surely.
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| I would dance with a total stranger, (L)
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| And hold them in my arms. |
| (L)
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| Hell, there could be no danger if I open up up, (L)
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| 'Cause when the cryin’starts so,
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| If I chant for happiness, (L)
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| Maybe that will make me feel better? |
| (L)
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| I can’t change my ideals, I can’t lose my desire (L)
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| Ohh, if I chant for happiness maybe that will make me feel better? |
| (L)
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| I’d be your newborn friend for the world.
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| Well I wash my face in dirty water.
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| For life I have no order.
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| 'Cause I,
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| Know that feeling when you’ve tried to make your way out,
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| Nothing mends.
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| So you search for the breed of the problems there lying,
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| Deep down in the soul.
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| And if, they never end,
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| There’s a whole bunch of reasons, tryin’to get out
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| But they can’t make it out of the door.
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| Ohh, I know the reason,
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| I’m not enough.
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| There’s nothing more… But,
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| If I chant for happiness, maybe that will make me feel better. |
| (L)
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| I can’t changes my ideals, I can’t put out the fire. |
| (L)
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| Ohh, if I chant for happiness, maybe that will bring us together, (L)
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| For the better…
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| I can’t changes my ideals, I can’t lose my desire. |
| (L)
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| I’m just a newborn friend for the world…
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| Just a newborn friend for the world…
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| I’ll be your newborn friend and I’ll…
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| Sing loud… Sing loud… Sing loud… my friend
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| sing loud… sing loud… sing loud.
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| Gonna sing louder sing loud sing loud my friend
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| …sing louder… …sing loud… …sing loud…
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| To my friend my friend and I…
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| I’ll sing love, sing loud, sing a little louder of my friend.
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| Ohh. |
| my friend
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| Ohh, my darlin friend my friend my friend
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| Ah, na-da da, da… |