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We've been on the outside looking in before |
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We've lived on the inside with a closed locked door |
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We've slept in the corners of the open floor |
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We go round and round and round |
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and round and round and round and round |
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There's no strength in a unicorn |
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No luck in a 4 Leaf Clover |
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There's no life unless it's born |
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And no death when it's over |
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We've listened with open ears yet closed our minds |
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We've loved without any tears from our own eyes |
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We've gone to the parties in our cheap disguise |
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We go round and round and round |
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and round and round and round and round |
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There's no strength in a unicorn |
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No luck in a 4 Leaf Clover |
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There's no life unless it's born |
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And no death when it's over |
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There's no strength in a unicorn |
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No luck in a 4 Leaf Clover |
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There's no life unless it's born |
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And no death when it's over |
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There's no strength in a unicorn |
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No luck in a 4 Leaf Clover |
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There's no life unless it's born |
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And no death when it's over |
