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By Bush, I found myself in another world
I found myself alive and
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By Bush, You in the dark
You in the pain
You on the run
Living
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By Bush, I bleach the sky every night
Loaded on wrong and further
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By Bush, Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in
Breathe in, breathe
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By Bush, Help me sometimes
I need that much
Don't you think it's strange
How
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By Bush, The mind is all
The mind is all, we kiss everything
We
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By Bush, You gave me this
Made me give
Your silver grin
Still sticking it
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By Bush, What makes it go round the way we're up and
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By Bush, were where you
wen i needed to hold your hand
i was
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By Bush, Hell, that useless void
Feed your faith paranoid
Wash these hands for
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By Bush, When we die
We go in to the arms of those
Who
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By Bush, Tune my weaker eye
Spit white
Hold the world up all day
She's
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By Bush, There are days
When I fear for my life
Think that's strange
Well
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By Bush, Watch the water feed the soil so the circle is
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By Bush, Blown Round By The Wind
Thrown Down In a Spin
I Gave
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By Bush, Devil you know
Is back here again
Devil is stoned
He's making friends
We
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By Bush, They're polishing the government
Ressembles a last waltz
We are the play
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By Bush, Always be there
Face I live with
Always be there
Face I live
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By Bush, Crucified for atonal sins
Re-invent myself, shed my alter-skin
Tried to break
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By Bush, Warm sun, feed me up
And I'm leery, loaded up
Loathing for
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By Bush, Could not believe, came here today
Helmet was on, you blew
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By Bush, I don't mind this
Barefoot again
Just a skin full
What we choose
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By Bush, I'm a man
I'm real proud of my manhood
I like to
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By Bush, I want you to remember
A love so full it could
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By Bush, Goin down
Goin down
Down where my breath
Is the only sound
(only sound)
Going
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By Bush, Infested, polluted
80 tons of mercury dumped in a bay
It's bleeding,
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By Bush, Speed kills, coming down the mountain
Speed kills, coming down the
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By Bush, Bush - Come Down
love and hate
get it wrong
she cut me
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By Bush, I memorize the basics
Making strange faces
Tread slowly for I know
There's
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By Bush, Childhood living, its easy to do
Things that you wanted
I bought
