| Magnetic lights in the blue-high haze
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| A magnifying glass upon my face
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| It’s so hot I’ve been melting out here
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| I’m made out of plastic out here
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| You touch down in the base of my fears
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| Houston, can-can-can you hear?
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| And we both had to harness our pain
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| Close it and hope it decays
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| Oh, in heaven I’m up and away
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| Up and away
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| I loved those mornings, when the sun’s up
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| Smoking in the lobby, waiting for my name to pop up, yeah, pop up
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| Usually I’d run home, and tuck the issue under
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| Oh, sleeping with my worries, yeah, I didn’t really know what that lump was,
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| my luck
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| It’s so hot I’ve been melting out here
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| I’m made out of plastic out here
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| You touch down in the base of my fears
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| And that’s when your beauty appears
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| It’s so hot I’ve been melting out here
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| I’m made out of plastic out here
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| You touch down in the base of my fears
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| Houston, can-can-can you hear me now?
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| You didn’t know what the scarecrow is
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| It’s like outer space in his inner ears
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| And like a blossom you opened up
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| And understood why you could not love, oh
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| It’s so hot I’ve been melting out here
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| I’m made out of plastic out here
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| You touch down in the base of my fears
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| Houston, can-can-can you hear?
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| I’ve been melting, melting down here
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| I’m made out of plastic out here
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| You touch down in the base of my fears
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| Houston, can-can-can you hear me no?
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| «I'll work my way over into the sunlight here without looking directly into the
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| sun»
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| Sky-high deflating like this
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| Thriving of your lessons; |
| yes, you are my lantern
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| A shy like light comes around my ears
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| The more you speak, the more I see
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| The more your lights grows upon me
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| And the more it grows, the closer I think you are, the closer I think you are
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| To sing me hope
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| But if you don’t like what you see, silhouettes inside of dreams
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| And I’m melting from the light
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| Wondering 'bout a time
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| (Two four two zero)
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| I’m melting from the light
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| One drip, one drip at a time
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| «I think you’re pulling the wrong one
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| I’m just… Okay. |
| I’m ready to pull it down now» |