| Feelings of color are painting another
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| Closet inside which to hide
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| Like a crow on a wire, with longing
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| Desire, waiting for the things below to die
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| What a wonderful way to waste a feeling
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| There’s gotta be some kind a way we can work it out
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| What a wonderful way to waste a feeling
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| Open up the window, let the inside out
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| Why are we crying?
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| Why are we crying girl?
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| Perfectly crafted, that’s why it’s lasted
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| There, inside, for so long
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| What a wonderful way to waste a feeling
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| There’s gotta be some kind a way we can work it out
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| What a wonderful way to waste a feeling
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| Open up the window, let the inside out
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| Why are we crying?
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| Why are we crying girl?
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| Like a kite on a wire, the wind blows me higher
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| Higher from the ground where I used to be |