| Under the castle in the land of snore
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| Down in the dungeon where the weird are stored
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| All the different and the outcast sneak back home
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| After laughing in the bright lights all night long
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| I’m lucky to be down with the cast aside
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| Safe from the madness of the world we hide
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| With everybody free to come and go
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| Under the radar of the status quo
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| Down here we always got each other
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| Down here and it’s how we know
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| Down here that we’re sister and brother
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| Down here in the land below
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| Down here we see you looking in
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| Down here with your longing stare
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| Down here we got a feeling of belonging
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| Down here because we’re not up there
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| So you want to get close to the wild and strange
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| You want to stand at the edge of the river of change
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| You got a hungry soul, but a cautious mind
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| So you can’t quite leave your world behind
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| So you come for a visit, but you lose your nerve
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| Out at the edges of the bell-shaped curve
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| But I saw your soul when you dropped your fear
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| And came walking in the world of the wild down here
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| I was only 4 maybe she was 5 |
| We were playing in the car parked in the drive
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| And it all started off with the one mistake
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| And that was the lever of the parking brake
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| At the bottom of the hill we cranked it hard
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| Missed all the bushes in the neighbor’s yard
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| Then picking up speed, running out of time
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| We drove right into our lives of crime
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