Texty: Chantal Kreviazuk. Colour Moving And Still. Little Things.

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Misery's turning my luck around
Framed all the faces on my way down
I don't have a reason, a reason to lie
The dull pain is screaming to be left behind, oh

It's never easy to see your past
Unfold before you, the outcast
I don't have a reason, a reason to cry
Caterpillars turn into rare butterflies, oh
Whoa, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

The little things we hide
The little things inside
I don't wanna show them
And I'll be alright, oh oh oh

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Humility's easing my ego down
The past holds the truth like a lost and found
There's no need to worry, no need to be scared
'Cause little things will come along and life's never fair, no
Whoa, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

The little things we hide
The little things inside
I don't wanna show them
That I'll be alright, oh oh oh

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Everything is gonna be
Everything is alright
Everything is gonna be
Everything is alright
Is alright, is alright

The little things we hide
The little things inside
I don't wanna show them
And we'll be alright

The little things we hide
The little things inside
I don't wanna show them
And I'll be alright, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

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