we dont belong here
we've lived a hundred lives
a thousand years ago
im always feeling
like we're stuck in the wrong time
i'd try to tell you but you'd never
understand
just fold your ears
such a silent Jeremiah
i was just a plain maiden
but you were
some kind of blessed prince
i'd try to tell you but you'd never
understand
just fold your ears
such a silent Jeremiah
not much has changed
im just a plain woman
and you, some kind of
praised man
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