I was born a child of grace
Nothin else about the place
Everything was ugly but your beautiful face
It left me no illusion
I saw you in
The curve of the moon
In the shadow cast across my room
You heard me
In my tune
When I just heard confusion (Fusion) (Fusion) (Fusion)

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I like the sound of my own voice
I didn't give anyone else a choice
An intellectual tortoise
Racin with your bullet train
Some people get squashed
Crossin the tracks
Some people got high rises on their backs
I'm not broke but you can
See the cracks
You can make me perfect again (Again) (Again) (Again) (Again)

I'm alive
I'm bein born I just arrived
I'm at the door of the place I started out from
And I want back inside

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