| Tell me a story about something pretty
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| A guardian angel up in the sky
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| And make me believe you no hill for a climber
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| Ask me no questions and tell you no lies
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| I’m hanging on, my mouth hanging open
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| World spinning faster, round and round
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| Hey what’s the matter, you look unexpected
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| Like you took a right turn on the wrong side of town
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| You left the light on looking so hopeful
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| You’re just pretending you know what you’ve done
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| Crying yoru heart out, nobody’s looking
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| It’s not getting better, we’re not having fun
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| Jesus was wrong about all the sinners
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| That we’d take a stump for a sign of the times
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| Running for shelter like nobody’s business
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| You don’t even notice the face of the sky
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| So many answers just loose talking whispers
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| Pick up some pieces and gobble them down
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| Don’t talk in words so I won’t understand you
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| Hold up your fingers and cry like a clown |