I´m in love with everything
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with every face I´ve ever seen
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and every place I´ve ever been
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has left its mark upon my worries
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I color in the world I see
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I pick apart the melody
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´cause maybe there´s a symphony
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caught inside but there´s no way out
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and the sky is falling down
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and there´s an angel on the ground
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it´s getting colder
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I´m standing looking down
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there´s not a sound around the town
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it´s getting colder
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colder
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I would show everything
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but everything is too extreme
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we´ll wait and see the entropy
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at the end when we all stop lying but the sky is falling down
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and there´s an angel on the ground
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it´s getting colder
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I´m standing looking down
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there´s not a sound around the town
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it´s getting colder
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the sky is falling down
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and there´s an angel on the ground
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it´s getting colder
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I´m standing looking down
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there´s not a sound around the town
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it´s getting colder
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the sky is falling down
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and all the people on the ground
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are getting colder
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I´m standing looking down again
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but you can´t help me now
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I´m getting colder
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Colder
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Æ®·¡ºñ½º(Travis) |