| Lost in Lucky’s sight
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| Strangled by the light
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| There’s nothing to look up to
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| I’m losing track of everything
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| Must have been what I saw
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| That turned me into sand
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| A bag of pollinated daydreams
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| Smeared across an empty street
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| I swallow a broken sound
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| That burns inside my gut
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| Cross-eyed, I keep falling
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| Laughing on my way to you
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| You get all your chores done
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| Mom and dad will be right back
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| You do all your artwork
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| Over again, when they get in
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| Wandering through your hallway
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| Fall again on my head
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| We’ll treat you good and proper
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| Nothing left to pretend
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| On again, on again, on again, on again
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| On again, on again, on again, on again
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| On again, on again, on again, on again
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| On again, on again, on again, on again
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| On again, on again, on again, on again
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| On again, on again, on again, on again
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| (On again, on again, on again, on again
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| On again, on again, on again, on again)
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| On again, on again, on again, on again
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| On again, on again, on again |