| I’m barely operating
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| Yet a functional being
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| I always seemed to be vacant
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| Parading myself as an abductee
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| Then one day I was transposed
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| From a simple young man
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| To a godly tomato that held all existence
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| And told me that we should expand
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| And now the world will always revolve
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| Around me
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| (I'll wake up and I’ll always be fine)
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| Now I know
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| (Everything always will be easy)
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| And the way I like
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| (I'm grateful that I held that tomato)
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| So, it could change my life
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| 'Cause I’m different
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| At least I thought so
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| What a triumphant occasion
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| How to change your design
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| Oh, that one thought has left my head on a pillow
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| On my cloud nine
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| I wonder how many more fruits
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| Can connect to my head
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| I would take a papaya
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| Travel the world and the universe as two best friends
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| And now the world will always revolve
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| Around me
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| (I'll wake up and I’ll always be fine)
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| Now I know
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| (Everything always will be easy)
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| And the way I like
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| (I'm grateful that I held that tomato)
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| So, it could change my life
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| 'Cause I’m different
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| At least I thought so
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| I’ve found it gets harder every
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| Time, I count backwards in my head
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| Time, I’m coming back with
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| Time, I’m coming back with
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| Time, I’m not here
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| I’m coming back with
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| I’m coming back with
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| I’m coming back with
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| All my life
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| All my life
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| And now the world will always revolve
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| Around me
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| (I'll wake up and I’ll always be fine)
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| Now I know
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| (Everything always will be easy)
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| And the way I like
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| (I'm grateful that I held that tomato)
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| So, it could change my life
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| 'Cause I’m different
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| At least I thought so |