Songtexte: Better Than Ezra. How Does Your Garden Grow. Particle.

Your pain makes you beautiful, you love to lose control
And mediocrity's rewarded, set your standards low
In an imploding star or a burned out car, I implore you
In a carbon arc or a dim lit park, I implore you

Suck me in, I'm willin', I get off when you turn on
Let me be your fate, pour it on, pour it on
In a country fair or union square, I implore you
In a shrouded face, in a spray of mace, I implore you
I implore you

Cryptical, oh and I know you transcend when you succumb
One last shred of frailty left, embedded in our bones
In an imploding star or a burned out car, I implore you
Or a carbon arc or a dim lit park, I implore you
I implore you

Do it again, do it again, do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again
This is what they mean particle

Just do it again, do it again, do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again
Do it again, do it again
This is what they mean particle
Particle, ohh ooo ohh
Particle, ohh ooo ohh ohh

Your pain makes you beautiful
(Your pain makes, beautiful)
Your pain makes you beautiful
(Your pain makes, beautiful)
Your pain makes you beautiful
(Your pain makes, beautiful)
Particle
Particle

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Laa laa laa, laa laa, laa laa, laa laa, laa laa, laa laa, laa laa, laa laa
[Incomprehensible]

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Particle
Particle
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Aaa aaa
Particle
Particle