| Oh, well it’s hard to look deep into your soul
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| Not everything you’ll find will be perfect gold
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| There are ghosts and demons that hide in the dark
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| Oh, they wait till I find love and then they lark
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| Oh, they know that my body is no way good enough
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| Know that my heart is no way strong enough to bear the sorrow that love brings
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| Oh, when I coil in fear, oh, the demons sing
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| But it’s a hollow love for a heart with no blood
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| In its veins
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| Oh, there is no endless devotion
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| That is free from the force of erosion
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| Oh, if you don’t believe in God
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| How can you believe in love?
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| When we’re all just matter that will one day scatter
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| When peaceful, the world lays us down
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| Oh, and finding love is a matter of luck
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| Oh, and unsettled lovers move from fuck to fuck
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| Oh, and compare their achievements like discussing bereavements
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| And compare their abrasions with romantic quotations
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| Oh, as peaceful, the world watches down
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| Oh, we were blown out of the water
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| Oh, and we walk on the feet we have grown
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| Oh we were given a heart, at least love was a part
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| Oh, and we called it the thing from which our life will spring
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| And it gave value to the world that surrounds us
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| But we consider the world just for a moment
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| Oh, and it’s gone before we even know
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| Oh, but I’ll follow it 'round
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| Yeah, I’ll follow it 'round
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| Oh, I’ll follow it 'round
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| Yeah, I’ll follow it 'round
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| 'Till peaceful, the world lays me down |