| This has nothing to do with you
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| I know where I’m going sunday
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| Windmill fish I’ll move
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| When the wind moves me
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| I’ll make a roadway from the shells
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| (from my shells)
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| I’m shellfish and not ready for you
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| Because you’re not ready for me
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| I’m not ready for me ever feel that way?
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| Maybe the treasusre will be full of people
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| And we’ll share our lives one day
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| This has nothing to do with you
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| I’ll walk blind if I want to
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| Maybe I’ll take a trip where all I see
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| Is blue and white
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| Make a boat of paper and wax
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| Just enough to get there
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| (I won’t want to return)
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| Discovered lots of clues but not the chest
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| Not the x still looking for the x
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| This has a lot to do with you
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| Here’s the note I never wrote
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| Preocupation has paid its price but…
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| Believe all of this has made me
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| Sick as well
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| I’m shellfish I’m in the ocean
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| I can’t here you
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| I don’t know what I know anymore
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| I’m not ready for me ever feel that way?
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| Triangle that consumed us like
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| All those ships at sea
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| What price to be opened? |
| I’m drowning I’m breathing I’m living I’m dying
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| frowning I’m smiling I’m laughing I’m trying shouting I’m screaming I’m happy
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| I’m
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| Dreaming my nightmares are leaving It’s dark and I’m tired the pain is receding
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| I’m guilty for happy the cloud will not catch me I’m falling again I can’t let
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| water in
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| I can’t build a boat to return
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| (I guess I got what I asked for)
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| And I’ll cry when I’m glad
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| (because it’s not what I’m used to)
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| Well here’s my blue and white
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| (not that different than when I started)
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| I don’t know I’m still young
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| We’ll make pirate hats and rule the sea
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| I’m shellfish
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| Jellyfish point of view
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| I’m in the ocean I can’t hear you
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| You’ve found the x don’t ever worry
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| Be happy
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| And we’ll dream of a day
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| Much like today… |