| He looks like rain.
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| He is not mine.
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| I am indoors.
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| I think he crashed the car.
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| I flew through the glass.
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| I guess when it rains it pours.
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| The streets were crawling with vampires,
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| because after your shelf life expires…
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| You’re not a kid, you’re a monster, monster, monster.
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| Singing «la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la»
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| until the fin du monde.
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| I miss my friends and I want to go home
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| and I am tired of taking pills to make me feel better.
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| aI spent five years in the infirmary
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| but he never sent me letters.
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| He only sent me dirty polaroids.
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| «You're not fucked up, you’re beautiful»
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| is what I dreamed he said.
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| As I played with myself in the hospital bed.
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| The halls were crawling with vampires,
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| because after your shelf life expires…
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| You’re not a kid, you’re a monster, monster, monster.
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| Singing «la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la»
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| until the fin du monde.
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| I miss my friends and I want to go home
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| and I am tired of taking pills to make me feel better.
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| I spent five years in the infirmary
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| but he never sent me letters.
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| He only sent me dirty polaroids.
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| I need something warm. |