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She had mixed me |
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With someone she once seen |
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Projected on her screen |
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Now I'm blue tacked above her feet |
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So go lightly don't wake her |
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Let her dream |
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Reflecting off the roof |
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The whole world, it shimmers for you |
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On a tree lined road |
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My body took leave of my soul ' |
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Hold on tight oblivion' she screams |
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She's so strong when she's |
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Digging into me |
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My head almost broke my heart |
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Perfection takes me years |
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To unravel and maul apart |
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The Trampoline is getting torn |
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Landing hard and taking off |
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What now must |
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I use To get us both airborne |
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I press green to play |
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But the dial tone encores for me |
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I try to dodge the cracks |
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So not to hex it or paint it black |
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I'm starting feel tremors of faith |
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But never before on this scale |
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My head almost broke my heart |
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Perfection takes me years |
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To unravel and maul apart |
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The Trampoline is getting torn |
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Landing hard and taking off |
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What now must |
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I use To get us both airborne |
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You and I |
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Always had someone to talk us down |
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You and I |
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Learned how to live without solid ground |
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You and I |
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Jump up and down on |
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These straining ties |
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That we're guaranteed to bind |
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My head almost broke my heart |
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Perfection takes me years |
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To unravel and maul apart |
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The Trampoline is getting torn |
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Landing hard and taking off |
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What now must |
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I use To get us both airborne |