| You’re a storm, you’re so emotional
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| Moody and controlled, sly and involved
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| You’re alright, you come to me in times
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| You make me realize I’m not the kindest guy
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| But I give, give, give, give
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| I give what I can give
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| So just give, give, give, give
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| Give me what you have, dear
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| Slow, you kept me in that storm
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| You showed me things galore
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| Made me want much more
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| And I denied, the things I saw inside
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| The things I saw inside is what really caught my eye
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| And you give, give, give, give
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| Just give what you can
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| And I’ll live, live, live, live
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| Live while I can, dear
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| You’re so surprised, you see me put up fights
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| You hear me realize, you come along for rides
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| You’re just so kind, the eagle with red wine
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| You made me see that bright eye between me and time
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| To just kill, kill, kill, kill
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| You kill what you can
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| And you kill, kill, kill, kill
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| Anything you want |