| Stay in, stay in
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| You can be alone
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| Stay in, stay in
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| You can feel like home
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| Breathe in, it’s a place
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| Where you belong
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| Where no one, no one
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| No one does you wrong
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| Your capsule is your fortress
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| Where you can lick your wounds
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| You are people avoiding people
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| And fall in love with solitude
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| They won’t find me in my shell
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| The chances go to zero
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| I’m a guest in my own skin
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| I take it off and be myself
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| The outside is hostile
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| And the waves hit me hard
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| So I climb into my shell
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| To lick my wounds again
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| Silent and satisfied
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| Misunderstood and proud
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| Biting on my tongue
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| In fear of saying something wrong
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| My circle of old friends
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| Is getting empty, getting empty
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| Getting empty emptier
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| And I don’t really wish for
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| Really wish for new ones
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| I gotta go home, my batteries are low
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| This life is a lockdown
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| I gotta go home, my batteries are low
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| That’s what it’s all about
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| I never asked to be here
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| I hated that from the beginning
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| Turning molehills into mountains
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| I feel the pressure building
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| Should I just go on
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| Or jump over the wall
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| And say hello to the sick, sick world?
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| I gotta go home, my batteries are low
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| This life is a lockdown
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| I gotta go home, my batteries are low
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| That’s what it’s all about
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| This life is a lockdown
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| That’s what it’s all about |