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Pyrrhura
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Melancholic, the one with flowers That loves symbolic, that loves silence
You gotta highlight all the words That I'm sayin' to you You gotta highlight all of 'em You gotta play all the chords I played for you You gotta play all of 'em You gotta love my sense, I gotta love my sense Here nobody understands us We're strange, we're weird and we like it And we like it
Telling stories about the moon Getting lost there in the woods Faithful heart and humble maze Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You got the nicest name out of all the names
You gotta highlight all the words That I'm sayin' to you You gotta highlight all of 'em You gotta play all the chords I played for you You gotta play all of 'em You gotta love my kind, I gotta love my kind Here nobody understands us You gotta laugh out loud and step out of the crowd You gotta laugh like nobody You gotta roll the dice and smile with your eyes You gotta smile like nobody You gotta love my kind, I gotta love your kind, here nobody understand us We're strange, we're weird And we like it
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