| I wanna see you, the way you see yourself
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| I wanna see you, the way you see yourself
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| I wanna understand your pain
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| Know exactly where it rains inside your soul
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| I wanna know you, the way the flowers know the grave
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| I wanna know you, the way the flowers know the grave
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| I wanna tie around your head
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| Every silly word you said when you were still easy
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| chours
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| I’ve been fighting just to keep you holding on And it ain’t gettin' any easier to give or get along
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| If we can’t breathe
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| In the sky, we are stars
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| We are free to swell by all our childhood dreams
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| In the fire, we are flames
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| We are broken
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| I wanna heal you, when the fruits still in your hand
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| I wanna rearrange the trees
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| and make a shelter from the thieves
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| where you can be pure again
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| chours
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| I’ve been fighting just to keep you holding on And it ain’t gettin' any easier to give or get along
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| If we can’t breathe
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| In the sky, we are stars
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| We are free to swell by all our childhood dreams
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| In the fire, we are flames
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| We are broken
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| If we can’t breathe
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| In the sky, we are stars
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| We are free to swell by all our childhood dreams
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| In the fire, we are flames
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| We are broken |