| People like us we play with a heavy balloon
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| We keep it up to keep the devil at bay but it always falls way too soon
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| People like us we play with a heavy balloon
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| We keep it up to keep the devil at bay but it always falls way too soon
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| People like us we play with a heavy balloon
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| We keep it up to keep the devil at bay but it always falls way too soon
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| I spread like strawberries
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| I climb like peas and beans
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| I’ve been sucking it in so long
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| That I’m bursting at the seams
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| I spread like strawberries
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| I climb like peas and beans
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| I’ve been sucking it in so long
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| That I’m bursting at the seams
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| In the middle of the day
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| Like the sun, but that Saharan one, it’s staring me down
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| Forcing all forms of life inside of me to retreat underground
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| It grows relentless like the teeth of a rat
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| It’s just to keep on gnawing at me
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| It constricts like a ball on a hose
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| Nothing flows, so the pressure grows instead of the sea
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| People like us get so heavy and so lost sometimes
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| So lost and so heavy that the bottom is the only place that we can find
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| We get dragged down, down to the same spot enough times in a row
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| The bottom begins to feel like the only safe place that you know
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| But you know what
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| I spread like strawberries
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| I climb like peas and beans
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| I’ve been sucking it in so long
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| That I’m bursting at the seams
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| I spread like strawberries
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| I climb like peas and beans
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| I’ve been sucking it in so long
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| That I’m bursting at the seams
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| I spread like strawberries
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| I climb like peas and beans
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| I spread like strawberries
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| I climb like peas and beans
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| I spread like strawberries
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| I climb like peas and beans
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| And I’m bursting at the seams
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| I spread like strawberries
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| I climb like peas and beans |