| Got a crazy feeling I don’t understand
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| 'Gotta get away from here
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| Feelin’like I shoulda kept my feet on the ground
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| Waitin’for the sun to appear
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| Mamma’s gonna worry
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| I been a bad bad boy
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| No use sayin’sorry
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| It’s something that I enjoy
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| 'Cause you can’t see what my eyes see
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| (I can see it, I can see it)
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| And you can’t be inside of me, flying high again
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| I can see through the mountains watch me disappear
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| I can even touch the sky
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| Swallowing colours of the sound I hear
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| Am I just a crazy guy. |
| (You bet).
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| Mamma’s gonna worry
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| I been a bad bad boy
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| No use sayin’sorry
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| It’s something that I enjoy
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| If you could be inside my head
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| You’d see that black and white is read
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| Flying high again
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| Flying high again
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| Flying high again
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| Flying high again come on and join me.
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| Flying high again
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| Flying high again
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| Flying high again
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| Flying high again come on and join me.
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| Daddy thinks I’m lazy he don’t understand
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| Never saw inside my head
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| People think I’m crazy but I’m in demand
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| Never heard a thing I said.
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| Mamma’s gonna worry
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| I been a bad bad boy
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| No use sayin’sorry
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| It’s something that I enjoy
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| Flying high again
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| Flying high again
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| Flying high again
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| Flying high again |