| Paper planes to paper towns
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| I’m still afraid of coming down
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| And if I just keep moving
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| I don’t have to lose her right now
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| Cause right now
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| Well she said I’m okay
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| So I said I’m alright
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| But maybe in the day
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| You know we in the night
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| She’s some kind of drug
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| I can’t feel my face
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| And I’m telling her to go
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| When I want her to stay
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| I’m sending her roses for Valentines day
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| She’s got me here in Sydney while I’m in LA
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| Paper planes don’t come around
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| And I can’t keep looking
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| For ways to improve if she’s out
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| Well she said I’m okay
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| So I said I’m alright
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| But maybe in the day
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| You know we in the night
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| She’s some kind of drug
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| I can’t feel my face
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| And I’m telling her to go
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| When I want her to stay
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| I’m sending her roses for Valentines day
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| She’s got me here in Sydney while I’m in LA
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| Just a couple of miles, a couple of miles away
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| Just a couple of hundred, couple of hundred days
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| Just a couple of miles, a couple of miles away
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| Just a couple of hundred, couple of hundred days
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| Just a couple of miles, a couple of miles away
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| Just a couple of hundred, a couple of hundred days
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| Just a couple of miles, a couple of miles away
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| Just a couple of hundred, a couple of hundred days
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| Just a couple of miles a couple of miles away
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| Just a couple of hundred, a couple of hundred days
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| She’s some kind of drug
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| I can’t feel my face
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| And I’m telling her to go
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| When I want her to stay
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| I’m sending her roses for Valentines day
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| She’s got me here in Sydney while I’m in LA |