NIKI (Nicole Zefanya) – Little Souls (Guitar)

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eight years old,

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we're told: you're too young

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to unlearn how to smile and hate the world

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you'll forget

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the art of carefreeness and little girls

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and venture into a labyrinth of question marks

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we had nothing to hide

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our smiles were bona fide

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We dreamed of superpowers

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meteor showers, climbing towers

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magic mermaids, flying ships

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and finding home

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all we had was love to offer

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a currency that once was just enough

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these days we've ceased to give

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a frail and feeble damn

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we've got new better plans

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crystal clear each year since June of 2010

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we've grown cavalier and bland

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We used to dance in rainstorms

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fight our battles win the whole war

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we spoke in flames and held hands while we burned

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now all we ever do

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is vomit apathy we mop it

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with apologies, "I'm sorry's"

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I worry, I worry

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we grew up

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ooh 

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things have changed and minds have aged

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we're so far in this unfeasible maze

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when did black and white decide to propagate

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'cause everything now seems so grey

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we've forgotten the beats of our own drums

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we've lost touch of tunes we used to hum

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we smell of sin and no longer of bubblegum

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our season is yet to come

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we're houses with water stained walls

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we're standing but no longer tall

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when did we stop having a ball?

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I don't recall

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I don't recall

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we've walked a lonely road

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we're like nomads finding home

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the eight year old resides

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whispering you'll be all right

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forgive and hope we don't

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fail the souls we used to know

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let's walk eachother home little souls please dont let go

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this unknown is ours to roam

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our little souls will walk us home