| Oh whoa oh
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| Oh whoa oh
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| Oh whoa oh
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| Oh whoa oh
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| Oh whoa oh
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| Oh whoa oh
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| Oh whoa
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| Oh whoa
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| Oh whoa
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| Oh whoa oh
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| Oh whoa oh
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| Oh whoa oh
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| Oh whoa
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| Oh whoa
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| I believe in the good things comin', comin', comin' comin'
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| I believe in the good things comin', comin', comin' comin'
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| Out of darkness light are pumpin', pumpin', pumpin' pumpin'
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| Into white light all things runnin', runnin', runnin' runnin'
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| Who have I been, who am I becomin'? |
| Come in, come in, come in
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| Deep breathes for a young man learnin', learnin', learnin', learnin'
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| Take a walk with the cedars hummin', cityscape, pink sunset stunnin',
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| Every fire kindle burnin', every empty space is fittin'.
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| I believe in the good things comin', comin', comin' comin'
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| I believe in the good things comin', comin', comin' comin'
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| I am no master, I know nothin'
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| I am no master, I know nothin' yeah
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| I am no master, I know nothin' but I am a servant and I know somethin' yeah
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| I am no master, I know nothin' definitely still young
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| Built on hunger so fuckin' stubborn a lot of self-work undone
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| I am a witness
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| The life of one who carries all of his secrets in his music, music, music,
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| music oh oh
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| Oh/No whoa oh
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| No whoa oh
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| No whoa oh
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| No whoa
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| No whoa
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| No whoa
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| No whoa oh
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| No whoa oh
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| No whoa oh
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| No whoa
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| No whoa
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| More pages more words to my story, more grace, more meaning unfoldin'.
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| Take a drive rain park cascadia
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| Feel the warmth in my cold hear radiant
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| Two shakes and I’m feelin' weightless
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| Heart aches but its actually painless.
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| Take a vow in the Pale moonlight, moonlight, moonlight,
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| Take a look at myself through my third eye. |
| (third eye, third eye, third eye)
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| Everything’s already alright, always alright, always alright
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| I’m black as night
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| I’m black as the night
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| Black as the night
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| I’m black as the night
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| Black as the night with a little bit of moonlight
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| Black as the night with a little bit of moonlight
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| I’m black as the night with a little bit of moonlight shining from my center
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| within.
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| Sharp and smooth to the touch with my dark little cinnamon mane
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| It’s part of my make up, uh-huh, uh-huh
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| Nevermind the nightmares, always gonna wake up, wake up, wake up
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| Ah eh
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| You got the keys
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| You got the keys
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| You got the keys
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| You got the keys
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| You got the keys but I’ll never keep my door locked,
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| You got the keys but I’ll never keep my door locked, nah
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| You got the keys but I’ll never keep my door locked you can always come right in
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| And if my arms are full you can bet your sweet ass I will drop that shit right
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| then.
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| I might be busy uh uh, but I always got some time to surrender to your beauty,
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| beauty, beauty, beauty.
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| Ah ah oh yeah…
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| Oh/No whoa oh
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| No whoa oh
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| No whoa oh
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| No whoa
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| No whoa
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| Oh/No whoa oh
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| No whoa oh
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| No whoa oh
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| No whoa
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| No whoa
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| I believe in the good things comin', comin', comin'
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| I believe in the good things comin', comin', comin'
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| Out of darkness light are pumpin', pumpin', pumpin'
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| Into white light all things runnin', runnin', runnin' Who have I been,
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| who am I becomin'?
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| Come in, come in, come in
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| Deep breathes for a young man learnin', learnin', learnin', learnin'
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| Take a vow in the Pale moonlight, moonlight, moonlight,
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| Take a look at myself through my third eye.
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| Everything’s already alright, always alright, always alright
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| So,
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| I am no master, I know nothin'
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| I am no master, I know nothin'
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| I am no master, I know nothin'
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| but I am a servant and I know somethin' yeah
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| I am no master, I know nothin' |