| How is it you feel?
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| I remember you in the top of my room
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| All these things we wondered how to hide
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| See how it works when
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| All the day long in a bottle of mud
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| All these fears we wondered how to hide with our love
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| How is it you feel when you run?
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| Ships won’t come in in a bottle of mud
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| All this time looking for love
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| And you want to find peace
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| And you find me
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| Mondrary fields, where we run
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| See how it works with a bottle of rum
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| All this time hiding from death
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| And we want to be strong
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| But we find…
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| The true story, a tale
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| Writing itself as we sail
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| A story, a tale
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| Writing itself as we wail
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| Oh, no
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| Never again, my dear
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| Should we come dancing here
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| We’ll play guitar and video games
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| What if we refuse to follow the rules of fashion?
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| Tell me something you’d tell a fool
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| Ways to refuse to follow the rules of fashion
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| How is it you feel, then?
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| Remember you in the top of my room
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| All these things remade me and caused
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| To be something grand
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| Never again shall we
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| Come dancing in the sea
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| We’ll play guitar for a new
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| We’ll play guitar for a new
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| We’ll play guitar and video games
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| What if we refuse to follow the rules of fashion?
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| Tell me something you’d tell a fool
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| Ways to refuse to follow the rules of fashion |