| Lay your head down, in Cardboard City
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| Cause you’ve nowhere left to go
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| Everything at home is far too pretty
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| Well I guess that just got bored
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| Sitting by your window, watch the world float by
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| Love is bought and love is sold
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| Like running water’s hard to hold
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| And is the sun beneath the sea
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| Maybe that’s the place that I should be
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| Missing out on all your beauty sleep
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| Running up hills but they’re far too steep
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| Holding on to everything, till it burns your skin
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| Walking out doors, that just won’t let you back in
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| Sitting by your window, watch the world float by
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| Got some happy in your head, it don’t stop they cry
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| Love is bought and love is sold
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| Like running water’s hard to hold
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| And is the sun beneath the sea
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| Maybe that’s the place that I should be…
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| Should be
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| Should be
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| Can’t stop the world turning, so you can climb off
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| Just because you’re so afraid of finding yourself
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| Love is bought and love is sold
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| Like running water’s hard to hold
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| And is the sun beneath the sea
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| Maybe that’s the place that I should be |
| Where’s the sun?
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| Love is bought and love is sold
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| (Love is bought and love is sold)
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| Like running water’s hard to hold
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| Is the sun beneath the sea
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| Maybe that’s the place that I should be
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| Love is bought and love is sold
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| (Like running water’s hard to hold)
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| Like running water’s hard to hold
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| (Where's the sun)
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| Is the sun beneath the sea
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| (Where's the sun)
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| Maybe that’s the place that I should be
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| Love is bought and love is sold
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| Like running water’s hard to hold
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| And is the sun beneath the sea (Where's the sun)
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| Maybe that’s the place that I should be |