| When all this mess will ever get away, apart from Chinatown
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| Weaving in and out of line, the sidewalk’s full of merchandise
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| and now my nervous tick has got to quit, my cheeks are chewed down to the bit
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| upon the roof is stealing at the hustling crowds still reached out
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| i go up there and light a leaf and wish our turn was next now
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| and there will have been some of us that’s back inside a haunted house
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| i packed my bags and filled em with (???)
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| drive by merry homes
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| This wilderness up in my head,
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| This wilderness up in my head,
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| This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom.
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| Is there no reason it could be the way it was, please look at me.
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| my three best friends so casually just letting go so joyfully
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| and if i let my emotions out, and if i let my spirit rise
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| I’ll always be happy or now is it just trying to divide?
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| it makes me think my dearest things
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| are not what they’re supposed to be.
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| i trick myself at anytime ive got to keep up
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| oh my god
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| and hope that i will not be wrong and keep my faith inside a song
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| and we’ll make up, which reminds me not to leave them back inside
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| This wilderness up in my head,
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| This wilderness up in my head,
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| This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom.
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| Lion in a coma du du du da da da
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| Sometimes the sun will shine, yes i’m just feelin' fine.
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| Sometimes i’m not aware where I am or what i care
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| Sometimes i’m well-to-do but I dont know what to do
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| Sometimes i dont agree with my thoughts on bein' free
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| Please don’t leave me
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| Seems I feel good,
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| I’ve been lucky trying to feel good.
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| Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
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| who wants to smell the fine aroma,
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| Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
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| who wants to run again at home
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| A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
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| who wants to use his aching bones
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| A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
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| Don’t keep me lying in a coma
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| Sometimes the sun will shine, yes i’m just feelin' fine.
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| Sometimes i’m not aware where I am or what i care
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| Sometimes i’m well-to-do but I dont know what to do
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| Sometimes i dont agree with my thoughts on bein' free.
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| Please don’t leave me
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| Seems I feel good,
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| I’ve been lucky trying to feel good.
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| Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
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| who wants to smell the fine aroma,
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| Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
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| who wants to run again at home
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| A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
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| who wants to use his aching bones
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| A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
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| Don’t keep me lying in a coma |