| Every single night in bed a black cross says
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| «Perhaps you’re getting better»
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| I’d like to thank you for your efforts to promote what really matters
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| Whenever you’re about to fall, remember this, it’s not a news flash
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| Don’t pretend to know it all, but go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
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| What I really see in you, is nothing like the things you do
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| As you are doing them right now
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| What you would really love to win
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| To become the air as well as trash
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| Is to get rid of all your skin
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| Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
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| Call it what you will, call it what you will
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| Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
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| Suddenly the ego that I used to have is no bigger than an eyelash
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| Clearly I remember someone told me «Hold on tight, here’s your cocoon crash»
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| What I really see in you, is nothing like the things you do
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| As you are doing them right now
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| What you would really love to win
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| To become the air as well as trash
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| Is to get rid of all your skin
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| Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
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| Call it what you will, call it what you will
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| Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
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| Call it what you will, call it what you will, yeah you will
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| Call it what you will, yeah you will |