| Visions of you dance through my head
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| Dark heroine of the books I have read
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| Pages torn out, I made up my own world
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| Deep in the dream, it’s all built to last
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| You pull the plug, drain me down fast
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| Pop my balloon, I fell from a great high
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| And I’m tired of wasting life
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| Searching out going around
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| What became such a false alarm
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| 'Cause I’m looking for the truth
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| Not some tired cheap cliché
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| False treasure in a shallow pond
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| Alright
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| Fireworks blew out the top of your head
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| Powder and spark drew me to bed
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| Drift with you there down a dark and frozen stream
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| I thought I’d found jewel of the Nile
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| You’re just a shiny rock in my pile
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| So many stones, stuck in my shoes
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| And I know if there’s enough
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| It could make up a road
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| That could lead me far from this town
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| 'Cause I’m looking for the truth
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| Not some tired cheap cliché
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| False treasure in a shallow pond
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| And I’m tired of wasting life
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| Searching out going round
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| What became such a false alarm
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| Just a false alarm
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| Just a false alarm
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| Just a false alarm
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| A false alarm |