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Teksty: Oceana. Clean Head [EP]. Joy.

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You ought to know
That every bit shows I like you free.
We feel you breathe and why should I?
I still love you.
Feeling fond of, left wounded,
I can?t love you.

And we believe a fonder real
Pulls you in and catch too big to feel.
I love you somehow and its better.
It works out,
It calms me down.
I?m glad I know you.
I?m glad I know you.

And happiness it does exist,
But I don?t know that this is it.
In feeling warm like no one does.
I love you when you're still in it.

So hold me higher, I caught you
And you caught me and this I see.
I?m blinded, I?m fixed and find,
And ripe and stained, and washed and dried.

Meet me there to see the rest.
It?s already have to moving in
You made it happen after it started
I?ll already be there
Giving you a hand,
Glad to see you made it in.
Beauty holds a place for you in my head.
In my head.
In my head.

In happiness it does exist
But I don?t that this is it.
In feeling warm like no one does.
I love you when you're still in it.

So hold me higher,
I caught you and you caught me and this I see.
It blinded me, I'm fixed and fine,
And ripe and stained, and washed and dried.

And I?m sure of a name I won?t know
How could I, how could I, how could I?
And I see that I?m sure I won?t hide
I won?t hide, I won?t hide, I won?t hide.
And I?m sure of a name I won?t know
How could I, how could I, how could I?
And I see that I?m sure I won?t know
I won?t hide, I won?t hide, I won?t hide