| If you’re uncomfortable with silence
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| Let me shower you with these silly violets
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| You can listen to the petals as they spin
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| And they settle on your skin, oh
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| I’ll settle on your skin, oh
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| I’ll settle on your skin, oh
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| I’ll settle on your skin, oh
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| But my voice is tired, and my voice is rough
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| And my arms are tired, and my eyes are…
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| It’s the kind of day
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| Where lovers stay home
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| I know you know the pain
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| I know you know the pain of entering your name
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| Into the lottery again and again
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| And, oh, I know, oh, I know
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| I’ll settle on your skin, oh
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| I’ll settle on your skin, oh
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| I’ll settle for your skin, oh
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| I’ll settle on your skin, oh
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| I’ll settle on your skin, oh
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| I’ll settle on your skin, oh
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| I’ll settle on your skin, oh
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| My voice is tired, my voice is rough
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| My arms are tired, and my aim is off
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| So get ready
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| I am the ice
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| And I am the volcano
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| Que sera sera
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| I am the bow and I am the arrow |