| Look, look at you
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| You don’t see what I do
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| Your eyes turn to ice
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| Turn to something borrowed and blue
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| Yes, it is true, sometimes you win and sometimes you lose
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| But don’t think it’s done when it hurts
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| 'cause the body’s so easily bruised
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| Stuck in a motel
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| Creeping on yourself
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| Reaching for something in the dark
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| You will keep going higher to fuel the desire
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| To feel something pounding in your heart
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| Uh uh uh uh uhh
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| Uh uh uh uh uhhh
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| Escapism, is another prison
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| 'Round the corner is another paradise
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| Escapism, is another prison
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| And you’re always looking for a place to hide
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| You’re always looking for a place to hide
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| Look, look at me
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| I don’t know what you see
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| I’d lie if I could and make everything easy
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| I’d say I feel safe, I feel blessed, I feel fine
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| I don’t think it’s done when it hurts but I’m down in the dirt sometimes
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| Put on a good dress and go do the dishes
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| Dream up a life where I’m a star
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| I will keep going higher to fuel the desire
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| To feel something pounding in my heart
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| Uh uh uh uh uhh
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| Uh uh uh uh uhhh
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| Escapism, is another prison
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| 'Round the corner is another paradise
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| Escapism, is another prison
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| And I’m always looking for a place to hide
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| I’m always looking for a place to hide
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| Run!
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| Uh uh uh uh uhh uh uh uh.
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| Ahh ah ah ah |