| I’m imprisoned, I’m living a lie
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| Another night putting on a disguise
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| I wanna tear it off and step in the light
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| Don’t you, don’t you?
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| So now I’m knocking at your front door
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| And I’m looking for the right cure
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| I’m still a little bit unsure
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| 'Cause I know, yeah, I know
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| That most people see me as ordinary
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| But if you look close you’ll find I’m very
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| Interesting and hard to know
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| You can never tell where this might go
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| 'Cause I’m not your average, average person
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| I don’t know much but I know for certain
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| But I’m just a little bit extra, extra
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| I’m just a little bit extra ordinary
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| I can see it from the spark in your eyes
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| You believe in all the things you deny
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| You wanna fly and leave all you worries behind
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| Don’t you, don’t you?
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| Well, now I’m knocking at your front door
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| And I’m looking for the right cure
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| I’m still a little bit unsure
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| 'Cause I know, yeah, I know
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| That most people see me as ordinary
|
| But if you look close you’ll find out I’m very
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| Interesting and hard to know
|
| You can never tell where this might go
|
| 'Cause I’m not your average, average person
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| I don’t know much but I know for certain
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| But I’m just a little bit extra, extra
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| I’m just a little bit extra ordinary |