| Feeling shit again
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| Haven’t left my bed
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| Never brush my hair
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| And if you look me in the eyes you’ll see that I don’t care
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| You don’t seem to understand
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| This candy floss made spacecraft
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| Took the dirt out from my brain
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| Threw them out to outer space
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| Through the Milky Way
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| Past the morning sun
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| Pluto is light years away
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| And all our worries, they’re all gone
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| Let loose, we live only for a little while
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| In hindsight, we’ll die anyways
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| Extraterrestrial beings probably sittin' tight
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| Waiting to blow our brains away
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| Through the Milky Way
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| Past the morning sun
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| Pluto is light years away
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| And all our worries, they’re all gone
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| So quit being so negative
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| It’s fine, don’t be a temporary fix
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| You say I don’t write happy songs
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| So I guess this is the first one
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| Through the Milky Way
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| Past the morning sun
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| Pluto is light years away
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| And all our worries, they’re all gone |