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I see many of you here, that can fake love |
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I see many of you more, that can fake tough |
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But the answer lies outside, that cyclone |
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Such a pretty, pretty face |
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There's a light shining on me, and I can't hide |
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There's an old familiar voice, and I can't hide |
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And I love it when I try, into cyclones |
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Where the spirit meets the speed, yeah |
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It goes on forever |
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Your soul can blow me away |
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There are many of you here, than can fake love |
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I see many, many more, that can fake tough |
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Well, the answer lies outside, that cyclone |
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Where the spirit meets the speed, yeah |
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It goes on forever |
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I see you drowning in the garbage |
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Waiting for your Dad to take you home |
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Lay back and kiss your imagination |
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You don't need a sign to be home |
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Your soul can blow me away |
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Your soul can blow me away |
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Your soul can blow me away |
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Your soul can blow me away |
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Your soul can blow me away |
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Your soul, your soul, your soul |
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Your soul can blow me away |
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Your soul, your soul, your soul |
