| Look out my window, out my window
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| Lust for another life
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| Grass is greener, grass is always green on the other side
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| I race, race, race then crash, crash, crash and speed through a yellow light
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| Can’t tell what’s real now, can’t tell what’s real
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| But I feel good
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| I cannot complain, I had a lot to say but
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| Now it’s all good
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| Love is on the brain and
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| Well, I feel alright
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| I, I, I,
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| I feel alright
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| I, I
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| It’s risky business, always living life in another realm
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| Bonzai, search for my name like a holy Grail
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| Try speak your language, speak a little French ooh la la
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| Pinch me, I can’t feel
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| Still don’t know
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| But I feel good
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| I cannot complain, I had a lot to say but
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| Now it’s all good
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| Love is on the brain and
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| Well, I feel alright
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| I, I, I,
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| I feel alright
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| I, I
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| There goes my mind again, mind again, mind again
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| This twisted fantasy, fantasy, fantasy
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| Losing my mind again, mind again, mind again
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| Still don’t know what’s real
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| But you know what?
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| But I feel good
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| I cannot complain, I had a lot say but
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| Now it’s all good
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| Love is on the brain and
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| Well, I feel alright
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| I, I, I, I feel alright
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| I, I, I, I feel alright |