| The walls they explode
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| When substance hits these lips
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| Just a way to avoid insecurely grinding hips
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| Layed down and dragged away from a point of view
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| Try to dig deep, Deep within you
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| Your home is a cage, you’re looking for a way out
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| How do you smile and why should they care
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| I, I, I like the color blue
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| You’re living in fear and drowning in your pity
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| Running away, you’re living underneath the city
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| Searching for courage, in any miligram
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| You’re lost in your imaginary free will
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| Your home is a cage, you’re looking for a way out
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| How do you smile and why should they care
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| I, I, I like the color blue
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| You don’t have to be crazy to be out of your mind
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| No, you don’t have to be crazy to be out of your mind
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| Are you trouble enough to love
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| Are you trouble enough to love
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| Are you trouble
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| Your home is a cage, you’re looking for a way out
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| How do you smile and why should they care
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| I, I, I like the color blue |