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Colours are what keep me alive |
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Colours, I want to hold in my hand |
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Colours are where my, my old makes new |
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Colours are where my, my brain finds blue |
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Colours and colours and colours of colours |
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Colours and colours and colours of colours |
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Covers and covers and covers in colours |
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Covers and covers and covers in colours |
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Bursts are where I find a fix |
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Bursts are made to colour me rich |
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Bursts of blocks, stickle bricks |
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Bursts of colour 'til I'm sick |
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Colours and colours and colours of colours |
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Colours and colours and colours of colours |
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Covers and covers and covers in colours |
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Covers and covers and covers in colours |
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I only wanted for to see |
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There's nothing in this heart but me |
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Everything you want is not free |
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I'm everything a girl could need |
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There's nothing in this heart but me |
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If everything you want is free |
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Colours and colours and colours of colours |
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Colours and colours and colours of colours |
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Covers and covers and covers in colours |
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Covers and covers and covers in colours |
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I'm everything a girl could need |
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There's nothing in this heart but me |
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If everything you want is free |
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If everything you want is free |
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There's nothing in this heart but me |
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I only wanted for to see |
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I only wanted for to see |
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There's nothing in this heart but me |
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And everything you want is not free, free, free |
