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Litlle by Little |
We the people fight for our existence
We don’t claim to be perfect but we’re free
We dream our dreams alone with no resistance
Faded like the stars we wish to be
Y’know I didn’t mean... what I just said
But my God woke up on the wrong side of his bed
And it just don’t matter now
Little by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of
As little by little the wheels of your life have slowly fallen off
Little by little you have to live it all in all your life
And all the time I just ask myself why are you really here?
True perfection has to be imperfect
I know that that sounds foolish but it’s true
The day has come and now you’ll have to accept
The life inside your head we gave to you
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