| I lock the door and lock my head
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| And dream of butterflies instead
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| The beauty of their colored wings
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| The trees, the grass and pretty things
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| Imagination fills the void of my existence
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| Daddy says «I love you girl, it’s not your fault
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| Your mom and me don’t get along»
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| I know he’s lying, I know there’s no such thing as Inexplicable I hear, forget, this world in bed
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| And suddenly the sun comes up That’s when my pets all come alive
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| They cheer me up and tell me Everything’s alright
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| Stuffed animals are always right
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| My favorite song, my favorite show
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| I wonder if they even know
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| Or if they care or if they even notice
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| I am standing there
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| I want my pets to come alive
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| And cheer me up and tell me Everything’s alright
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| Stuffed animals are always right
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| Everything’s alright
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| Stuffed animals are always right
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| Alright…
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| My eyes all red, the baby’s wet
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| And someone has to get that phone
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| I want my pets to come alive and
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| Cheer me up and tell me Alright…
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| I lock the door and lock my head
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| And dream of butterflies instead |