| I’ve gotta get out of this town
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| I’ve gotta get out of what’s holding me down
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| I believe in storybook tells
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| If there’s no one telling me so
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| I’ve gotta go
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| I wanna wake up on a bed of flowers
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| Say hello to the creatures in the sky
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| I know there’s somewhere out there big enough to hold my love
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| Now I’m undercover hiding from this selfish place
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| If we move along to this so-called Wonderland
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| Could we stay a month with a spell, begin again?
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| Leaning in close for secrets
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| Tigers and diamonds feeding our minds
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| We will outrun our teachers
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| All that we whisper is not in our minds
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| You’ve gotta know
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| I wanna wake up on a bed of flowers
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| Say hello to the creatures in the sky
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| I know there’s somewhere out there big enough to hold my love
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| Now I’m undercover hiding from this selfish place
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| If we move along to this so-called Wonderland
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| Could we stay a month with a spell, begin again?
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| Let’s fall into the wild again
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| Into the beat of our own hearts
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| So far, nothing around for miles and miles
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| We’ll find a place for our own art |