| I’ve been smoked out of heaven
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| And I’m too cold to melt when I’m thrown into hell
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| I stay in-between them
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| Well, I may not be a hero
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| No one can tell, tell me I’m a dreamer
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| And one day I won’t be lying on the ground
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| I won’t go down easy
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| May not be brave but I’m stubborn as hell
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| Call out my name
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| And I will spend hours and hours awake
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| Chasing bad dreams
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| I don’t sleep, I don’t eat
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| For hours and hours I just lie here and feel all of these tiny hollows
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| I dropped out of heaven
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| But I landed with two feet firm on the ground
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| I can’t afford fire
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| But I keep myself warm with little hope that I found
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| Mad as a beastly
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| I’m crooked as hell as a king with no crown
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| We were born to be broken
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| But I live to be put back together again
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| Call out my name
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| And I will spend hours and hours awake
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| Chasing bad dreams
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| I don’t sleep, I don’t eat
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| For hours and hours I just lie here and feel all of these tiny hollows
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| Keep your doors open
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| You’ll never know where you’ll fall in love next
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| Tell me I’m human
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| Perfect imperfection, it grows in my chest |
| Call out my name
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| And I will spend hours and hours awake
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| Chasing bad dreams
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| I don’t sleep, I don’t eat
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| For hours and hours I just lie here and feel all of these tiny hollows
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| I’ve been smoked out of heaven |