| I know there must be other ways of feeling free
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| But this is what I wanna do, who I wanna be
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| Every time I try, I feel like I can fly
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| But I know that I could die trying
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| I’m slidin', glidin' through the air
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| I can see my body through windows in my hair
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| I’m slidin', glidin' through the air
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| I know nobody’s dancing here flies
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| We’re the only ones awake, we own the skies
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| Every time I try, I feel like I can fly
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| But I know that I could die trying
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| I’m slidin', glidin' through the air
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| I can see my body through windows in my hair
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| I’m slidin', glidin' through the air
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| Slidin', glidin' through the air
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| I can see my body through windows in my hair
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| I’m slidin', glidin' through the air
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| I can feel my body burn slidin' through the air |