| Sick and tired of seekin' straight lines
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| 'Cause that’s the destination in your imagination
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| You’re just like a shadow in the brake lights
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| Perception is as real as it gets
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| This silver screen inside our hands
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| As locked us in a high school dance
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| And here we are, the ones who stand
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| With our backs to the wall
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| They told us we were misfits
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| Only on the outside lookin' in
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| We know that the truth is
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| We were really meant to be, meant to be like this
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| They told us we were misfits
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| Meant to be like this
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| We were really meant to be, meant to be like this
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| All this smoke but you can cut through
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| No one like another, we’re all inventin' colors
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| Maybe I’ll be me and you can be you
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| Perfection only lives in our heads
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| The hesitation haunts our hearts
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| We’re losin' track of who we are
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| Like comets chasin' shooting stars
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| And it’s only because
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| They told us we were misfits
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| Only on the outside lookin' in
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| We know that the truth is
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| We were really meant to be, meant to be like this
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| They told us we were misfits
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| Meant to be like this
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| We were really meant to be, meant to be like this
|
| They told us we were misfits
|
| Only on the outside lookin' in
|
| We know that the truth is
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| We were really meant to be, meant to be like this
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| They told us we were misfits
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| Meant to be like this
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| We were really meant to be, meant to be like this |