| Boat-rocking trouble maker
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| Non-conforming shit starter
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| With the rebel DNA, the pirate spirit
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| Headache
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| It took me all my life
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| To finally figure out
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| That I’m not in the mood
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| To be anything like you
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| And maybe it’s alright
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| And maybe not
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| I’ll conduct my choir
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| I’ll figure it out
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| Truth seeker, big bullshit detector
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| The point is made, not well received
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| Plastic flowers, whatever
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| Behave
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| It took me all my life
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| To finally figure out
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| That I’m not in the mood
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| To be anything like you
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| And maybe it’s alright
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| And maybe not
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| I’ll conduct my choir
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| I’ll figure it out
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| I’ll figure it out
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| And I, you know I tell the truth
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| Even if you, you wanna shut your mind
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| And I, I’m so alive
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| Well, I’ll just stick with my own kind
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| Hey!
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| It took me all my life
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| To finally figure out
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| That I’m not in the mood
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| To be anything like you
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| And maybe it’s alright
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| And maybe not
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| I’ll conduct my choir
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| I’ll figure it out
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| I’ll figure it out
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| I’ll figure it out
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| I’ll figure it out
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| I’ll figure it out |