| A peak inside, the do-not open box
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| Time ticks, sweat drips, can I pick this lock?
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| Escaped to where I already was
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| Flying high, running from myself
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| Skies open, wheels in motion
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| No going back, no I’ve chosen
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| The worst part is there’s no one to blame
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| Just me, myself, and I
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| This ain’t a video game
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| It must just be my day
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| I’m up, up &away
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| It must just be my lucky day
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| I’m up, up &away
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| Don’t know if I can survive life up this high
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| How many lives can a guy buy?
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| I don’t know why I swallowed the fly
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| I don’t know why I swallowed that fly
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| I swallowed that fly
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| I swallowed the fly
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| A peak inside a weakened man’s demise
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| Chest pounds, going down, look of a dead man’s eyes
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| Can’t erase or save face
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| What will they think when they hear my, voice on the tapes?
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| Skies open, wheels in motion
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| No going back, no I’ve chosen
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| The worst part is there’s no-one to blame
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| Just me, myself and I
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| This ain’t a video game
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| It must just be my day
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| I’m up, up &away
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| I swallowed the fly, I swallowed the fly
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| I swallowed the fly, I swallowed the fly
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| I swallowed the fly, I swallowed the fly
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| I swallowed the fly, I swallowed the fly
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| Skies open, wheels in motion
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| No going back, no I’ve chosen |