| You had your chance to make it right
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| But you screwed it up again for the millionth time
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| You’re just a small-town boy, afraid of getting hurt
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| You don’t trust anyone, 'cause you got your fingers burnt
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| You can’t be running around
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| This ain’t no fairytale
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| 'Cos it’s time to settle down again
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| Don’t throw it all away
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| Yeah you’re flying high
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| Living your life in a fantasy world
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| You’re just living it up
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| Waiting around for your fantasy girl
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| Flying high!
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| Is this your way to live your life
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| 'Cause all I see is a dark and empty broken heart
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| You can’t be running around
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| This ain’t no fairytale
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| 'Cause it’s time to settle down again
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| Don’t throw it all away
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| Yeah you’re flying high
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| Living your life in a fantasy world
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| You’re just living it up
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| Waiting around for your fantasy girl
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| You can’t fly!
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| Flying high
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| Living your life in a fantasy world
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| You’re just living it up
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| Waiting around for your fantasy girl
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| Flying high!
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| You hide your feelings behind your wall
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| And nothing gained is nothing won
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| Your tender heart has turned to stone
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| Will you find your place to call home?
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| Yeah you’re flying high
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| Living your life in a fantasy world
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| You’re just living it up
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| Waiting around for your fantasy girl
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| You can’t fly!
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| Flying high
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| Living your life in a fantasy world
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| You’re just living it up
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| Waiting around for your fantasy girl
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| Flying high! |