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Trophies on my bedroom mantle never meant much to me. |
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It was all to make you happy or something of the sort. |
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Think I'll build a boat sail somewhere I can be myself. |
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But who is that? |
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Who is that? |
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Son it's not your fault. |
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You are who you are. |
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I will lead you to where they wont make you small |
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Take me away where the monsters will play. |
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Take me away where they'll never see my face. |
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Take me away where the monsters will play. |
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Take me away where they'll never see my face. |
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Oh... |
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The ocean lead me somewhere... |
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The trees look like walls |
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I can hear the shouts and calls of creatures in the dark. |
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So scared freak out, lay low to the ground |
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Looking for a clearing I hear a voice from afar. |
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Son it's not your fault. |
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You are who you are. |
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I will lead you to where they wont make you small |
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Take me away where the monsters will play. |
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Take me away where they'll never see my face. |
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Take me away where the monsters will play. |
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Take me away where they'll never see my face. |
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Every dream has an end |
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A plot with a twist |
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It's time to surrender |
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Call it part of the plan |
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It's out of my hands |
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Swore I'd never be home sick but I am |
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Son it's not your fault. |
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You are who you are. |
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And I will lead you to where they wont make you small |
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Take me away where the monsters will play. |
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Take me away where they'll never see my face. |
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Take me away where the monsters will play. |
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Take me away where they'll never see my face. |
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They'll never see my face. |
