| She’s been thinking life ain’t
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| Giving her what she needs
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| What could make her happy
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| Is always out of her reach
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| «Hey somebody’s got to help me»
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| But she could not see that
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| Everything she wanted was inside of her heart
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| But she wouldn’t give it away
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| We don’t need no mournful sounds
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| Shake your graveclothes to the ground
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| Shake your graveclothes off
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| Shake your graveclothes
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| Shake your graveclothes off
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| Shake your graveclothes
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| Thoughts you’re thinking make you feel like your dead
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| But you can grow a garden out the top of your head
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| Shake your graveclothes off
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| Shake your graveclothes
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| Shake your graveclothes off
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| Shake your graveclothes
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| Don’t get lost inside your head
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| Don’t get lost inside your head
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| Don’t get lost inside your head
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| Don’t get lost inside your head
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| He’s been wishing he was
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| The best and the brightest
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| Scared to give what he’s got
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| No, he wouldn’t give it away
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| No, he wouldn’t give it away
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| Self-deprecation, lack of motivation
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| Stealing his aliveness in the silence
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| Love abounds and has already filled the spaces
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| And replaces them with grace
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| If he would only start to feel
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| To see
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| We don’t need no mournful sounds
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| Shake your graveclothes to the ground
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| Shake your graveclothes off (Shake Shake)
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| Shake your graveclothes
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| Shake your graveclothes off (Shake Shake)
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| Shake your graveclothes
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| Thoughts you’re thinking make you feel like your dead
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| But you can grow a garden out the top of your head
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| Shake your graveclothes off
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| Shake your graveclothes
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| Shake your graveclothes off
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| Shake your graveclothes
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| Shake your graveclothes off
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| Shake your graveclothes
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| Shake your graveclothes off
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| Shake your graveclothes |