| I let my head touch my hands
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| And it’s right on me, yeah
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| I touched the night now it’s gone
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| Felt it right on me, yeah
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| I’m running hard and the dust
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| Now it’s right on me, yeah
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| I’m writing blind and these words
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| They’re all over me, yeah
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| Oh, lost them in the forest
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| Oh, dawn is almost on us
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| Oh, spell is gettin' stronger
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| Oh
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| 'Cause my mama said my daddy at the wishin' well
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| At the wishin' tree down the well is nothing but wet
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| And it’s all in my head, hear what I heard
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| If I’m in a dream I don’t care
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| Hot on you, I’m thinkin' of your style
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| I know that spell you been weaving
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| You, you give me what I want
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| That kind of thing you make me feelin'
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| So right, feels good
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| Still feel it on me
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| I feel it, it’s on me
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| I work these hands and prepare
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| Now it’s right on me
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| Oh, lost them in the forest
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| Oh, dawn is almost on us
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| Oh, spell is gettin' stronger
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| Oh
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| And I’m runnin' to the wishin' tree
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| I wonder what his wish could be
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| Is he dreamin' that I’m okay?
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| And it’s all in my head, hear what I heard
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| If I’m in a dream I don’t care
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| Hot on you, hot on you
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| That kind of thing you make me feelin'
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| So right, feels good
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| Still feel it on me
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| I feel it, it’s on me
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| So right, I got to run
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| I’m so excited that I
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| Had to see the sun
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| I feel it, it’s on me
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| Alright, feels good
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| Still feel it on me
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| Ohh, feel it, it’s on me
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| So right, I got to run
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| I’m so excited that I had to see the sun
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| I feel it on me |