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You Are

Your dangerously beautiful smile is only but the nicest thing
Your heart is unstoppable,wanted dead or alive
You're a dreamer,letting none of your premonitions slither away
You're falling into a nightmare,with nothing to say in the afterlife
Your cosmic love is blinding this free bird
You are highly strung,but I'm not calling you a liar
You're the victim of all things that matter
You are dust in the wind, blowing on Littleworth Lane
You are heaven, with an eye of a tiger,knocking on heavens door
You are the new divide on summer nights
You are a photograph of November rain
You are why we are the champions
You are in control of human nature
You are fearless.



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