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so I wrote it all in a letter |
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but I don't know if it came |
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the nurse she likes my writings |
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so she keeps it just like me |
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so that it won't get away |
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I won't be denied this time |
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'fore I go out of my mind over matters |
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got my foot on the ladder |
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and I'm climbing up to the moon |
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got a sky that looks like heaven |
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got an earth that looks like shit |
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and it's getting hard to tell where |
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what I am ends |
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and what they're making me begins |
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I won't be denied this time |
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'fore I go out of my mind over matters |
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got my foot on the ladder |
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and I'm climbing up to the moon |
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Saturday in the yard |
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they'll bring you by |
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we'll lay down on the grass |
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and watch as the sky closes in |
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I won't be denied this time |
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'fore I go out of my mind over matters |
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got my foot on the ladder |
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and I'm climbing up to the moon |
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climbing up to the moon |