1, 2, 3

1, 2, 3 - Confetti lyrics

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[INTRO]
Undertaker take me under oceans of oil
I'll be twenty-thousand blades of grass through the soil, even- (fucker)

[VERSE 1]
Undertaker take me under oceans of oil
I'll be twenty-thousand blades of grass through the soil
Even though we're all gonna die here
You're my kind, dear

[VERSE 2]
Dandelion, blow my soul out into the sun
I'll take the breeze to big cities to see everyone
Even though we're all gonna die here
You're my kind, dear

[VERSE 3]
Seven billion people living under the stars
Most you'll never meet, they'll never know who you are
Even though we're all gonna die here
You're their kind, dear

[OUTRO]
You're their kind, dear
You're their kind, dear
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Language: English

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