| Heaven knows that I'm born too late
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| For these ghosts that I chase
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| With these dreams, I inflate, painted skies in my brain
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| Every day, I'm Carl Sagan in space
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| To escape this old world, this old world
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| Some days I lie wide awake 'til the Sun hits my face
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| And I fade, elevate from the Earth
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| Far away to a place where I'm free from the weight
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| This old world, this old world
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| I don't trust anything
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| Or anyone, below the Sun
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| I don't feel anything
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| At all
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| I'm King of the clouds, of the clouds
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| I get lifted, I get lifted
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| King of the clouds, of the clouds
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| I get lifted, I get lifted
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| Some only live to die, I'm alive to fly higher
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| Than angels in outfields inside of my mind
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| I'm ascendin' these ladders, I'm climbin', say goodbye
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| This old world, this old world
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| And when I fall to rise with stardust in my eyes
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| In the backbone of matter, I'm combustible
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| Dust in the fire when I can't sleep, awake, I'm too tired
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| This old world, this old world
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| I don't trust anything
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| Or anyone, below the Sun
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| I don't feel anything
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| At all
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| I'm King of the clouds, of the clouds
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| I get lifted, I get lifted
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| King of the clouds, of the clouds
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| I get lifted, I get lifted
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| Imagination, take me somewhere I don't know
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| I'm lost but I better find it alone
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| King of the clouds, of the clouds
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| I get lifted, I get lifted
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| I keep searching
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| Oh, I keep searching
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| I keep searching |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song King of the Clouds, artist - Panic! At The Disco. Album song Pray for the Wicked, in the genre Иностранный рок