| Still crazed, sugar glazed
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| I refuse to act my age
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| I can be cool, I can believe
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| Happy to be here
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| When can I leave, when can I leave
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| All that I hope for, all that I need
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| The back of the closet the air that I breathe
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| My soul’s on cruise control
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| Happily ever after, nobody knows I’m gone, I’m gone
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| Back to the sunrise, nothing to lose
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| Keep me at a distance I can use
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| Outside our future is yawning
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| Wide awake, but ready to sleep all day
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| Ready to be confused, with a distance I can use
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| Ready to be confused, with a distance I can use
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| Spit glazed, riding a wave
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| My body will never behave
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| Cross eyed, I more than survive
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| A little bit further from the back of the line
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| Each time, each time
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| Back to the sunrise, nothing to lose
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| Keep me at a distance I can use
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| Outside out future is yawning
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| Wide awake, but ready to sleep all day
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| Ready to be confused, with a distance I can use
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| Let me be confused, give me distance I can use |