| Find the colour
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| Sight and sound
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| A new exposure comes around
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| Anaesthetic for the mind
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| Hear the voice that soothes away the pain
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| Television, satellite,
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| Conversation running dry
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| Sending back another text
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| Holding on to words you might regret
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| You know you might regret
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| Cause now I can see that I love all the things
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| That you do with each day
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| And it feels, so damn good
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| Every second that passes me by with the blink of an eye
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| It just feels, so damn good
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| Find the colour, find the colour
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| Looking for something new
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| A taste of life to pull you through
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| Defences down your feeling low
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| A change in feeling comes around again
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| Its coming round again
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| Cause now I can see that I love all the things
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| That you do with each day
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| And it feels, so damn good
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| Every second that passes me by With the blink of an eye
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| It just feels, so damn good
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| So damn good
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| I read the papers yesterday
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| They say that the bubble boys ok Another day of rain to come
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| Were sitting back still waiting for the sun
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| Waiting for the sun
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| Cause now I can see that I love all the things
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| That you do with each day
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| And it feels, so damn good
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| Every second that passes me by With the blink of an eye
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| It just feels, so damn good
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| Now I see that I love all the things
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| That you do with each day
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| And it feels, so damn good
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| Every second that passes me by With the blink of an eye
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| It just feels, so damn good |