| All that’s expected of me, I can’t perform much longer
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| There aren’t enough valentines in my decorated box
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| The pressure I am under to bring lightning and thunder
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| Has left me counting second-hands of ticking clocks (ticking clocks)
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| My serotonin
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| My melatonin and dopamine has taken over me
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| If I must wear these britches, then You must heal my stitches
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| I can’t keep this boat afloat on such erratic seas
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| At the moment I surrender
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| Your heart, it opened up for me
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| A vast display of beauty and splendor
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| Glory and wisdom in this solar system
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| Solar system
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| The jolly beat has caused my feet to move and dance
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| To jump around and prance to a different type of tune
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| The sounds of sadness have changed to sounds of gladness
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| Ever since I opened up the secrets of my heart to You
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| You gave me love for the broken cynics
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| And a passion for Your broken saints
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| And You’ve opened up my eyes to see the colors float like
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| Bubbles and bursts in the air like spattered paint
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| At the moment I surrender
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| Your heart, it opened up for me
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| A vast display of beauty and splendor
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| Glory and wisdom in this solar system
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| Solar system
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| Beyond the distant sea, a fallen galaxy
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| My troubles turned to fuel and ignite a starry sky
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| And these mistakes I’ve made
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| You say, «No matter, it’s a ladder»
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| There are
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| Beyond the distant sea, a fallen galaxy
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| My troubles turned to fuel and ignite a starry sky
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| And these mistakes I’ve made
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| You say, «No matter, it’s a ladder»
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| There are
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| Whoa, whoa
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| Whoa
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| Hey
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| At the moment I surrender
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| Yes Your heart, it opened up for me
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| A vast display of beauty and splendor
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| Glory and wisdom in this solar system
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Solar system
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| Solar system
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| Solar system
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| Solar system |