| When did life become so complicated?
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| Years of too much thought and time I wasted
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| And in each line upon my face
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| Is proof I fought and lived another day
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| When did life become this place of madness?
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| Drifting on an empty sea of waves of sadness
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| I make believe I’m in control
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| And dream it wasn’t all my fault
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| When your feet don’t touch the ground
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| When your world’s turned upside down
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| Here it’s safe
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| In this place
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| Above the clouds
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| When your feet don’t touch the earth
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| You can’t feel the things that hurt
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| And you’re free
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| There’s no need to come down
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| Everyday just feels a little longer
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| Why am I the only one not getting stronger?
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| Running 'round pretending life’s a play
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| It doesn’t make the darkness go away
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| I may be young but I can still remember
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| Feeling full of joy, crying tears of laughter
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| Now all my tears are all cried out
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| Make believe but count me out
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| Cause my feet are on the ground
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| And the inner voice I found
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| Tells the truth
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| And there’s no use
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| If your head’s in the clouds
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| I was once like you
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| Life was a maze
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| I couldn’t find my way out
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| But what I say is true
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| You’ll be amazed
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| Make believe and you will find out that it’s true
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| I know what is true
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| When your feet don’t touch the ground
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| And your voice
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| Won’t make a sound
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| Here it’s safe
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| In this place
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| Above the clouds
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| When your feet touch the ground
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| Your voice
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| Makes a sound
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| It tells the truth
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| There’s no use
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| For clouds
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| When your feet don’t touch the earth
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| You can’t feel the things that hurt
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| And you’re free
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| There’s no need
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| To come down
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| When your feet touch the earth
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| You can feel the things that hurt
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| And I am fine
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| As long
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| As I’m down
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| When your feet don’t touch the ground
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| When your feet
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| Don’t touch the ground
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| When your feet touch the ground
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| Touch the ground |