| Though here
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| All the monsters they are around
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| And this room only has one escape
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| Stuff lies on my table catching dust
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| And a smile like a mask is on your face
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| There’s a shimmering ray on the floor
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| Up here on this, up here on this 13th floor
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| It takes one step
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| Out of the window
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| Shut those wings of glass behind me
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| And I’m growing a notched beak
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| And I’m catching my prey
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| By diving on it from above
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| When a small seed is being planted on a balcony
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| The first thing it sees is the very end of the town
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| Someone will always water it, someone will always take care
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| But this life is done, this life is done, this life is done
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| All that space
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| And all matters that we know
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| They all have a name to it
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| An item how they are called
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| It takes one step
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| Out of the window
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| Didn’t trust in a thing I had to put my feet on
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| And as I speak something bigger is fading
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| Words are weird, so let us just read our minds
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| Words are weird, so let us just read our minds |