| Take my hair, blow it in the air, oh, there
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| As long as you don’t stop my brain
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| From floating in the air as no one
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| Take my say, blow it in the air, oh well
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| You act like won’t spare myself
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| I’m blowing in the air as no one
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| You won’t have to beat no one
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| A second chance that’s all I want
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| Floating in the space I’m in
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| You will never break it in
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| Come down thoughts of having no one
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| Come down thoughts of having no one
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| There is no…
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| Make my way, you devil-may-care, lay me bare
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| Or come up when the air is near
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| I keep spines in special lie
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| They growin' wild
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| Plastic bags won’t reach silver skies, no
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| You won’t have to beat no one
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| A second chance that’s all I want
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| Floating in the space I’m in
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| You will never break it in
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| Come down thoughts of having no one
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| Come down thoughts of having no one
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| There is no…
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| You will never be the one
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| A second chance that’s all I wanted
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| I’m not sur at all inside
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| And can come down at every moment
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| I’m not scared to move ahead
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| Jump out high at every motion
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| Scared? |
| Well, no |