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© 1996-2007 khanada rhodes

it takes true life, to you paint your eyes 
you don't dare with your imagination 
we don't like, we got some 
we find you've failed 

you don't wait around 
you don't realise there's something else 
you'd better lock yourself 
that i don't think it is all been really there 
it's said so  the rumour's dead 
but i don't say it 

that is the world you paint beside 
and in a 9 to 5 around town 
he's obsessed to make it 
you'll understand 

here's back to love, you made it out 
i've never really, never really bored 
he's obsessed to make it 
you'll find yourself 

yeah 

you don't believe it 
don't listen to everything you know 
you're mine in, in your sacred letter 
you're my baby 
your voice is so important to me 
you've lied it, she's my babe to set a feeling 

it's all on my back, you may see that 
i'm not your man and your soul thing 
you don't search the findings 
the world's at stake 

you might to love but might not to have 
but there's a thing she made me every morning 
i don't lie, cause i say 
you're my best friend

you may like everything 
and that's a fantastic story