| Falling through
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| Different land, different bloom
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| If only you could see what I’m seeing
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| Micro-dosed colors revealing
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| My vices always take control of me
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| End it all on a high note
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| Oh, name my vices, incognito
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| Oh, I’ve been in a crisis all along
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| Falling through
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| Different land, different bloom
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| I see how fucked up it is
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| To be me while I’m sailing away
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| But never leave the feeling of
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| Being out of your head, so happy
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| Maxed out everything, a high that’s sobering
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| Remember tomorrow
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| Oh, why do all the answers never help me?
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| Oh, I’v weighed out all the options and I’v found
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| Falling through
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| Different land, different bloom
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| I see how fucked up it is
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| To be me while I’m sailing away
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| Da, da-da-da
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| Da, da-da-da
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| Take this trip and make it part of me
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| Forever
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| Take this trip and make it part of me
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| Forever, oh
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| Falling through
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| Different land, different bloom
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| I see how fucked up it is
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| To be me while I’m sailing away
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| Da, da-da-da
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| Da, da-da-da
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| Take this trip and make it part of me
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| Forever
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| Take this trip and make it part of me
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| Forever |