| Ohhhh
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| Oh ohohohoh oh
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| Oh ohohohoh oh
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| Oh ohohoh oh
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| Oh ohohohoh oh
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| And on &on
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| I write to you to tell you true
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| Not that I used to be just like you
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| Because I’m still confused and ill
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| Relief relief
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| I wish I was a boy
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| Cause all I do
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| Yes all I do
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| Is try so hard to get better
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| But see, people like a freak show
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| They don’t want to see a kid grow
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| Go from fucked up to normal
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on
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| Oh ohohohoh oh
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| Oh ohohohoh oh
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| Oh ohohoh oh
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| Oh ohohohoh oh
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| And on &on
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| So what does it provokes the voice that I misspoke
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| When family heirloom broke on the doorway
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| It should’ve been my hand
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| I’m not a good man
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| I try so hard
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| I try so hard to be one
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| And so, I look out to you
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| But fuck I hate you too
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| You gave me everything I ever wanted
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| And see I like to watch things burn
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| And see what might return
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| A phoenix
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| Arises from the ashes
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on &on
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| And on &on
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| Oh ohohohoh oh
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| Oh ohohohoh oh
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| Oh ohohoh oh
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| Oh ohohohoh oh
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| And on &on
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| Not everything can be light and bright and filled with color
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| See somethings that are just black and white and dead or duller
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| Open up your windows and feel outside
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| The rain is falling steadily through the night
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| Drops and constellations as one oooh
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| Take of all your clothes and run oooh
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| Until you are good and gone and turning into nothing
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| Its like a rising sun oooh
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| Gotta look away and back again oooh
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| To understand the changes that we are going through oooh
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| It goes on &on &on &on, on &on &on &on, on &on &on &on, on &on &on &on |