| Forcin' my way out of sleep
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| I inhale the smell of spring and greens
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| And bucketloads of bees
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| The migraine’s been all over me
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| The softest meadow would’ve cracked my head
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| I’m easily mislead
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| And you’re standin' in my way
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| So give yourself a pair of hands today
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| My words to you are fake
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| Now you are my mistake
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| And I am yours
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| Don’t be shallow
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| Don’t be cheap
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| She prays for you to grow up
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| Patiently
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| Don’t be selfish
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| Nor unmanaged
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| You’re all I want and nothing more
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| But that’s not good enough
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| No, no that’s not good enough
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| Trouble at the hardware store
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| A funky foreign bodies interfere
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| We like you don’t come near
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| But all that seems a waste of time
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| When you are sent to take the final test
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| In the solemn quest
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| She’ll tell you to stand and watch
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| The violent fields that pray so much
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| Their ears are falling from the sky
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| Well most of them now hide and
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| I am yours
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| Don’t be shallow
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| Don’t be cheap
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| She prays for you to grow up patiently
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| Don’t be selfish
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| Nor unmanaged
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| You’re all i want and nothing more
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| But that’s not good enough
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| No, no that’s not good enough
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| She’ll tell you to stand and watch
|
| The violent fields that pray so much
|
| Their ears are falling from the sky
|
| Well most of them now hide and
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| I am yours
|
| Don’t be shallow
|
| Don’t be cheap
|
| She prays for you to grow up patiently
|
| Don’t be selfish
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| Nor unmanaged
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| You’re all i want and nothing more
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| But that’s not good enough
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| No, no that’s not good enough
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| Oh, no that’s not good enough |