| I went out, felt the sun on my face
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| Then a tug on my leg, and now I’m back in the cave
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| There’s a moment of peace that I just can’t recreate
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| I need sleep but my brain won’t get tired
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| I smell like smoke from electrical fires
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| Don’t touch me, I’ve got crossed wires
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| Keep your fingers free from these crossed wires
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| Crossed wires
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| A day like this, we should be out on the road
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| Sky so clear and the air so cold
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| There’s blankets in the back
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| Bundle up my little urchin
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| Cause we never got the heat working
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| No, we never got the heat working
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| You don’t touch me cause I’ve got crossed wires
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| Keep your fingers free from me Crossed wires
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| Collecting the note you slipped under the door
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| I go blank when I try to remember what we were good for
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| I’m cracked and I’m cross and it’s no way to be Let’s just get lost
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| Maybe it’ll come back to me, back to me Now you can’t touch me I’ve got crossed wires
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| Keep your fingers free from these crossed wires
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| I smell like smoke from electrical fires
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| Oh I’ve got crossed wires
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| Crossed wires
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Crossed wires |