| Wanna find the bottom of my heart
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| Wanna be alone until I’m lonely
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| Wanna lie down, wanna be still
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| Wanna find my will
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| Wanna be a kite and fly above your house
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| And then drop down into your room
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| Wanna crouch down, wanna dig in
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| Maybe speak another language
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| Wanna drink in bars and sell my car
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| Wanna pray for you in my own way
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| And try to keep in mind
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| Every single person in the room
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| Wanna be right
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| I want to be right
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| Wanna make a list, and on the list
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| I want to call you back
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| I want to grow my hair
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| But it’ll never get there
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| I want to have regrets
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| Because I want to do absolutely all I can
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| Wanna leave the house
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| Wanna stand up now
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| Open the door and find
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| A destination, a revelation
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| I’ll see a ghost
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| He’ll steal my voice and I’ll begin again
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| Wanna be right
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| I want to be right |