| She was the girl with the string around her neck,
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| With the boy who could only give her less.
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| It could be more if she learned to never expect,
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| And now she’s her and him and then a baby next.
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| The wedding bells won’t ring, but she couldn’t care less,
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| You exist, when you’re living in a dream world.
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| He grew up drinking milk from the cow, from the farm.
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| He was the traitor’s father’s father’s father.
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| His father made him go give back to his country.
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| He gave his both knees, his overseas to fight the disease.
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| It’s spreading fast over maps and it don’t look back,
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| When you’re living in a dream world.
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| It is a lion’s science fiction wings,
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| Just like a jolly dizzy for zero, one, three times
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| The size of the people that came before.
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| Me and you and what we’d do for money.
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| This greed and jealousy turn to need.
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| See, I’m a man with a plan to use my hands.
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| I’m touching yours, you’re the girl who wanted more.
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| Now baby, the story has faded from love to lie.
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| The clover under your feet is shooting stars in the night.
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| The people under your feet are shooting stars in the night.
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| The people, all that you meet, they’re living in a dream world |