| The dawn is pure, shining through my door
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| And it’s cleansing me for free
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| Drink your love, everybody does
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| And it’s medicine for me
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| So please, what can you say?
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| You know I can’t suppress
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| I feel just emptiness
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| Handed on a tray
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| If you’re stuck down to your bench
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| Or sitting on the fence
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| Well, then you’d stumble
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| Out of consequence
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| My honesty is my modesty
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| And it’s my true policy
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| Drain your head, it’s your only trade
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| And the pressure’s feeling me
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| So please, what can you say?
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| You know i can’t suppress
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| I feel just emptiness
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| Handed on a tray
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| If you’re stuck down to your bench
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| Or sitting on the fence
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| Well, then you’d stumble
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| Out of consequence
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| The night will come, the dark’s for everyone
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| And it’s shading me for free
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| Drink your love, everybody does
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| And it’s medicine for me
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| So please, what can you say?
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| You know i can’t supress
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| I feel just emptiness
|
| Handed on a tray
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| If you’re stuck down to your bench
|
| Or sitting on the fence
|
| Well, then you’d stumble
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| Out of consequence
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| Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
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| Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
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| Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
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| Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa la
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| Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
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| Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
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| Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa la
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| Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa |