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The sky is grey |
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The sand is grey |
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And the ocean is grey |
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And i feel right at home |
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In this stunning monochrome |
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Alone in my way |
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I smoke and i drink |
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And every time i blink |
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I have a tiny dream |
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But as bad as i am |
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I'm proud of the fact |
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That i'm worse than i seem |
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What kind of paradise am i looking for? |
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I've got everything i want and still i want more |
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Maybe some tiny shiny key |
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Will wash up on the shore |
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You walk through my walls |
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Like a ghost on tv |
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You penetrate me |
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And my little pink heart |
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Is on its little brown raft |
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Floating out to sea |
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And what can i say |
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But i'm wired this way |
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And you're wired to me |
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And what can i do |
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But wallow in you |
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Unintentionally |
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What kind of paradise am i looking for? |
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I've got everything i want and still i want more |
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Maybe some tiny shiny key |
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Will wash up on the shore |
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Regretfully |
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I guess i've only got three |
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Simple things to say: |
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Why me? |
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Why this now? |
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Why this way? |
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With overtones ringing |
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And undertows pulling away |
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Under a sky that is grey |
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On sand that is grey |
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By an ocean that's grey |
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What kind of paradise am i looking for? |
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I've got everything i want |
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And still i want more |
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Maybe some tiny shiny key |
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Will wash up on the shore |
