| Sum it up, don’t let it add up
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| Breathe it up, don’t take it in
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| Do it all, just don’t remember
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| Holy up, commit your sins
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| I see a wall
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| Scratched on with animal prints
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| You’re so angry
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| Leave ‘em all
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| You’re judged on despite all your wings
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| 'Cause you’re freaky
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| Screaming at the crazy, crazy, oh
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| I think they got me hazy, hazy, oh
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| Stay sane
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| Or they’ll drive you insane
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| Play the games
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| Baby drive your own train
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| Why don’t you ever wanna wake up
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| With your eyes remaining closed
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| 'Cause your thoughts look so much better
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| Then the worlds of the composed
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| I see a wall
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| Scratched on with animal prints
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| You’re so angry
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| Leave ‘em all
|
| You’re judged on despite all your wings
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| 'Cause you’re freaky
|
| Screaming at the crazy, crazy, oh
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| I think they got me hazy, hazy, oh
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| Stay sane
|
| Or they’ll drive you insane
|
| Play the games
|
| Baby drive your own train
|
| Screaming at the crazy, crazy, oh
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| I think they got me hazy, hazy, oh
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| Stay sane
|
| Or they’ll drive you insane
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| Play the games
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| Baby drive your own train |