| i close my eyes, let
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| darkness descend,
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| darkness painted,
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| blind with color,
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| visualizing,
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| find a way, i
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| feel you,
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| underneath my skin, and
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| every chance that, i may get, a
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| need to feel you,
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| breathe you one last win
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| go for the win
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| open wide those, wings deny him
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| lets make, the, harder fight,
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| lets win
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| go for the rear
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| she moves in mysterious ways
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| pulls me in, up on her maze
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| oh, she moves in mysterious ways
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| pull me free from maze
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| pull me free from maze
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| i know the tide, has
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| turned around, and i can
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| sense the truly
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| mave me,
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| overflow me,
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| to debrim my feeled
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| (ack?)knowledgements of mine
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| like a shooting star that, i caught
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| let it slip into the night, lets rear
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| go for the rear
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| go for the rear
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| she moves in mysterious ways
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| pulls me in, up on her maze
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| and i close my eyes,
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| clear my mind,
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| focus on what she sent me,
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| from the line, one more time
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| now that (irres?) anatomy
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| due to my (de)fault body line,
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| know that somethings never wins
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| show you how i get by now
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| i want to give you the resumee |