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One thousand feet in the atmosphere |
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you're there and losing light |
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Shrinking skin wishing death |
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on worthless liars and beauty queens |
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One million hours from the city |
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where the lights wont burn our eyes |
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That's where the wild things are |
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that's where gold falls from the sky. |
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So take this gun and load it slowly |
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point it straight up at the sky |
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Mark the spot where you stand |
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cause it will come back down at the end of July |
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And it's not fair |
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I know somewhere my life won't be like this. |
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Pulling out the poison with a kiss on the bottle's lips |
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sing la da da da la da da da la da da da la |
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sing la da da da la da da da la da da da la |
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Ride fast from the cast |
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holding the monsters underneath your bed |
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Hiding out for weeks on end |
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Jumping down on their bruised hands |
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Jumping down on the weak end |
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I forever win |
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Standing straight in the firefight reading liars their rights. |
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Shooting at the dark and things you never see kiss the ring and punch your knees |
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Run until you can't breathe |
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they can't catch up without hearts |
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they don't believe in that sorta thing |
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And it's not fair |
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I know somewhere my life won't be like this. |
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Pulling out the poison with a kiss on the bottle's lips |
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sing la da da da la da da da la da da da la |
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sing la da da da la da da da la da da da la |
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Ride fast from the cast |
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holding the monsters underneath your bed |
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Hiding out for weeks on end |
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Jumping down on their bruised hands |
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Jumping down on the weak end |
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I forever win |
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And somewhere between here and there |
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there's billboards and silver spoons |
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and the phones won't stop ringing. |
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My heads reaming'I am famous' |
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and then I wont care at all about anything just like you' |
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I'm just like you |
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I don't care at all about anything' |
