| If it’s a miracle, to be alive and well
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| If we fell, we feel we’d be okay
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| If it’s a miracle, to be alive and well
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| If we fell, we feel we’d be okay
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| Okay, okay, okay…
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| Sit with the beat
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| The chair isn’t fair with you sitting right there
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| With your hair in a knot
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| Not a care in the world or a pot for the piss
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| Which we share cause a pair costs a lot
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| Not a pear in the world that the world wouldn’t miss much as this
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| And if it isn’t the same then it’s apples and lemonade
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| Can’t stand for a Minute Maid man with an iPod
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| If I got locked up would you see me at the end of my sentence?
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| White dot, buy pot with what I got
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| Which I got from, fuck, still ain’t did shit with the beat
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| The stair isn’t there when your feet needed therapy
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| And their approval, a shoulder to lean on
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| From when it gets shivering cold with the heat on
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| In a trance with the beat gone
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| Realising that you should never speak on things done
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| People keep it a secret and keep goin'
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| Ain’t no reason to keep on thinkin'
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| There’s something deeper there’s China up under my garden
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| Tryna break bread stop beggin' my pardon
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| My lead is astray, let’s get an apartment
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| With a dog and a song that I wrote you this morning
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| Uh!
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| If it’s a miracle, to be alive and well
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| It’s a miracle (It's a miracle, it’s a miracle)
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| If it’s a miracle, to be alive and well
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| Snow is melting, water’s pouring
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| Signal’s turning, it’s a miracle
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| Homies breathing, families eating
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| Mama singing, is a miracle
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| Snow is melting, water’s pouring
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| Signal’s turning, it’s a miracle
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| If it’s a miracle
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| Mama singing, it’s a miracle
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| Snow is melting, the water’s pouring
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| The signal’s turning, it’s a miracle
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| The homies breathing, the families eating
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| Mama singing, it’s a miracle
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| Snow is melting, water’s pouring
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| Signal’s turning, it’s a miracle
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| The homies breathing, the families eating
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| Mama singing, it’s a miracle |