| I still haven’t got over it even now
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| I want to spend huge amounts of time on my own
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| Don’t want to cause any serious damage
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| Want to make sure that I can manage
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| 'Cause I’m not really in your head
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| I’m not really in your head
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| And I see love and disaffection
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| The clouds build up won’t pass over
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| This is my road to my redemption
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| And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
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| I still haven’t got over it even now
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| I want to spend huge amounts of time in my room
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| And I’m not comin' out till I feel I’m ready
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| I’m not running out while my heart’s unsteady
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| And I’m not really in your head
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| I’m not really in your head
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| And when your sky falls to minus zero
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| Some things must disappear
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| Oh, this is my road to my redemption
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| And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
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| And the names may have been changed but the faces are the same
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| And the names may have been changed but as people we’re not the same
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| And I’m not, no, I’m not
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| No, I’m not really in your head
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| And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
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| Yeah, my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway |