| I dream my heart’s a hot-air balloon
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| With the seams always coming loose
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| So in the cold wind, a light begins
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| To hit my skin, I wake up shaking, yeah
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| Weekends in the city
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| We all roam like a pack of wolves
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| Getting drunk on blood in the vampire club
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| 'Cause we all wanna be neverending
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| We got an easy way out
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| Oh, there’s an easy, easy, easy way out
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| I wanna stand on my own two feet again
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| I wanna know the feeling
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| I wanna stand on my own two feet again
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| And when I mess up, when I mess up
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| That’s when I hope my friends will pick me up
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| I got a lamppost god
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| Out on the corner of Who-Gives-a-Shit
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| Where I hang beneath, smoking
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| Shouting is anybody out there?
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| We got an easy way out
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| Oh, there’s an easy, easy, easy way out
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| I wanna stand on my own two feet again
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| I wanna know the feeling
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| I wanna stand on my own two feet again
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| And when I fuck up, when I fuck up
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| That’s when I hope my friends will pick me up
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| My friends will pick me up
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| Come on and pick me up, oh yeah
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| Don’t leave me high and dry
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| Don’t leave me high and dry
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| Don’t leave me high and dry
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| Don’t leave me high and dry
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| Don’t leave me high and dry
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| Don’t leave me high and dry
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| Don’t leave me high and dry
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| Don’t leave me high and dry
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| Don’t leave me high and dry
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| Yeah! |
| Yeah! |