| Figuring out how to think about things, you know
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| In a lot a good questions, you know
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| Like a, I mean
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| For me it creates a lot of questions that I can ask myself
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| Just ask in general, like
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| I don’t want to say it, though I know that it’s true
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| Something you can’t get past, something I can’t get past
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| I don’t want to say it, though I know that it’s true
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| Something you can’t get past, something I can’t get past
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| Now when I’m standing still and others start to move
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| It’s like a magic pill, I float right out the room
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| And I’m standing on the roof and searching for my car
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| But my legs refuse to move so I lasso me a star
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| Put on my rollerskates and go
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| Out into the space
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| I do not know where
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| But I go there with you
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| There ain’t no reason to be sorry
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| Ain’t no reason to be sad
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| There ain’t no cause for us to worry
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| Go and rest your lazy eye
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| When it’s best there’ll be no lies
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| Now what have I done to desert you?
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| What have I gone and thrown away?
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| I would have never tried to hurt you
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| It hurts you more when I stay
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| I don’t want to say it, though I know that it’s true
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| Something you can’t get past, something I can’t get past
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| I don’t want to say it, though I know that it’s true
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| Something you can’t get past, something I can’t get past
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| Throw off these paper weights
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| And blow out into the space
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| I do not know where
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| But I go there with you |