Old dust, old dirt, they're mine and only mine
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I'm just some mortal, you are so divine
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You control the game without playing it right
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oh, oh, oh, oh.
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Raise high in me what once did sink below
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All dark within now radiantly glows
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Come on take me back all that time ago
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oh, oh, oh, oh.
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Our love was just one of your discarded jewels
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You think back to its price and oh you feel a fool
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But in that certain light, it did look so beautiful
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oh, oh, oh, oh.
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Jewel
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Bombay Bicycle Club |