| Sun wakes me up
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| I think I’m losing everything
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| I want to go back to bed I feel much better there
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| The funny thing is you look alot like the devil
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| Isn’t it strange how dreams seem so real
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| I shiver too much I wait too much
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| I my struggle is my shame
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| I can’t let go
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| I’m looking for my simple sense of mind
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| I need someone to carry me home
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| Days go by
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| I still want to know what its like to be a butterfly
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| Days go by
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| (I've been around the world seen alot of faces I know a lot of people I’ve been
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| a lot of places)
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| I still want to know what its like to be a butterfly
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| Tamed by fear and numb from sleep I wake
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| My routine life is calling me again
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| Another day, another thought gone by
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| I need someone to carry me home
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| Carry me home, carry me home
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| Days go by
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| (I've been around the world seen alot of faces I know a lot of people I’ve been
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| a lot of places)
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| I still want to know what its like to be a butterfly
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| Days go by
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| (I've been around the world seen alot of faces I know a lot of people I’ve been
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| a lot of places)
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| I still want to know what its like to be a butterfly
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| I still want to know what its like to be a butterfly
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| I want to go back to bed, I feel much better there
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| I want to go back to bed, I feel much better there |