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Thunder.

It shouldn't hurt me to be free,
I should be able just to be
without fear of retribution
fear of insanity.

Hit me you know you can't hurt me,
a little defiance never killed anyone.
There's a drought of love here,
a famine of care.

There's got to be something else out there,
more than hollowness,
more than you.

Maybe if I smile in my sleep,
or lick the roses as they're blooming,
they'll treasure me (my soul to keep)
and i can dance with thunder.

Or maybe all the miles will separate
and I can be here without you.
Then maybe I can take my fate,
and throw it to my dreams.

Oh baby, you're a black hole,

empty and incomplete

and while the world just keeps on breathing

baby I'll just keep on dreaming

and I know you'll keep deceiving

but I won't be there for you.



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