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Trip down the hallway, i know she must be moving |
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Walk through easter eggs, exploding and always losing |
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Things get loose then turned around like a rainbow magnet |
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Take the bus but don't get in i feel the freight train is comming |
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And her house is made fo glass of glass |
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And her house is made fo glass of glass |
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She must feel lost inside like a moving misused golden puzzle |
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The puzzles missing pieces and all she wants is her canteen |
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Cartwheel down the side walk, but don't for get to use the speakers i gave you |
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I must of missed a turn somewhere cause i almost feel through the broken window |
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And her house is made fo glass of glass |
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And her house is made fo glass of glass |
