| You got me open
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| Open like a letter
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| Open like a letter to God
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| But it’s you I believe in
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| My wings are broken and my feathers are lost ‘cause I dive in
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| The deep end, fuck it I’ma live without them
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| And I was hoping that I’d be better off if I could hide all my
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| Secrets so I wouldn’t even need to think about it indeed
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| I wrote a letter, I never sent it
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| I left it in my dresser addressed it return to sender
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| But then when I met you it changed the way I read it
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| So I guess it’s why I’m penning this page and making edits
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| Talk about a first impression ‘cause when you stepped in
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| It took a second to set in then I heard you mention
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| How you think everything is interconnected
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| Before you went on to summarise my life up in a single sentence
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| And there ain’t no point tryna fight the feeling
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| Shit is hectic, my mind was reeling, had my head in my hands
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| Tryna comprehend it
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| Tryna centre myself, here I am, I hope my message is felt
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| You got me open like a letter to God
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| But it’s you I believe in
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| You got me open like a letter to God
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| But it’s you I believe in
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| You make it look good
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| You make it seem so easy
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| Got it on lock, knocking on wood
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| Pray you don’t leave me everyday
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| You make it look good
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| You make it seem so easy
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| Got it on lock, knocking on wood
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| Pray you don’t leave me everyday
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| I’ve been getting tipsy tipping out this grey goose
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| I wrote an open letter send it out to Jesus
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| Hey you! |
| Wondering does it even make a difference
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| When I’m scribbling my hymns? |
| Am I pissing in the wind?
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| Are the people listening to what I say?
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| And does it really fricking matter anyway?
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| If they do or they don’t? |
| I don’t know, my ego’s out control
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| But it could all be over any day so I pay
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| Homage, to my lady she’s a goddess
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| Taking solace in her body, still I’m living like a novice
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| She was tryna drop some knowledge
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| Telling me I got some problems to acknowledge
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| Get on it ‘cause it’s rocky at the bottom
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| I solemnly swear to address all my weaknesses
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| Just know that it’s you I’m believing in
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| You said I gotta learn to love ‘fore I get it right
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| So I’ll be working on my love till the end of time
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| You got me open like a letter to God
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| But it’s you I believe in
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| You got me open like a letter to God
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| But it’s you I believe in
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| You make it look good
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| You make it seem so easy
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| Got it on lock, knocking on wood
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| Pray you don’t leave me everyday
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| You make it look good
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| You make it seem so easy
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| Got it on lock, knocking on wood
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| Pray you don’t leave me everyday
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| You got me open
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| Open like a letter
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| Open like a letter to God
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| But it’s you I believe in
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| You got me open
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| Open like a letter
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| Open like a letter to God
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| But it’s you I believe in
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| She said «Learn to love, learn to love
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| Learn to love before you get it right»
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| She said «Learn to love, learn to love
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| Learn to love before you get it right» |