| To what do I owe this occasion?
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| My life is fallin' out of reason
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| To what do I owe this occasion?
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| My life is fallin' out of reason
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| So break my stare
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| Oh, how your faces light up this day
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| Well, my friends, gather 'round
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| Seems my mind is not so sound
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| Oh, how your faces light up this day
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| 'Cause I am ill advised to feel that the inner lives are real
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| And ill advised to call upon the hour of this day
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| I’m sanitized and still and movin' for the kill
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| I’m ill advised to call upon the hour of one day
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| I, I, I
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| I, I, I
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| I, I, I
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| I, I, I
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| Oh, how your faces light up this day
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| On this hour and on to this ground
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| 'Cause I am ill advised to feel that the inner lives are real
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| And ill advised to call upon the hour of this day
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| I’m sanitized and still and movin' for the kill
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| I’m ill advised to call upon the hour of one day
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| To what do I owe this occasion?
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| My life is fallin' out of reason
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| I’ve not sold my innocence, I’m not so right like them
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| I’ve not sold my innocence, I’m not so right like them
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| I’ve not sold my innocence, I’m not so right like them, right like them
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| Not on this hour, or on this ground |