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With balloons tied loose around your neck |
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I can't help but wait with baited breath |
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With an eye for your madness |
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Or a glimpse of your sadness to be unveiled |
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While I'm here |
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I'll make it crystal clear |
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It's all these peoplewho keep forgetting |
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As the vultures circled overhead |
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You could tell |
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I was on my last legs |
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It's all these people |
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They're making me wish |
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I wasn't here |
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See the eye of the storm |
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Dig deep and pretend there's nothing wrong |
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It's all these people |
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Who are making me wish |
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I wasn't there |
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While I'm here |
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I'll make it crystal clear |
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It's all these peoplewho keep forgetting |
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Your .hope you know your name |
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If you'd be my pearthen |
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I'll be your tree |
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So delicately balanced |
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On top of me |
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If you'd be the lighthouse |
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Then I'll be the road |
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If you'd be the timezone |
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Then I'll be the globe |
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If you'd be the .then |
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I'll be the . |
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Beats on the drum. walking on the line |
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If you'll be the window |
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I'll be the door.. |
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If you'd be my . |
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Then I'd be your . |
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So ..If you'd be the lighthousethen |
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I'll be the road |
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If you'd be the timezonethen |
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I'll be the globe |
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If you'd be my pear |
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Then I'll be your tree |
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So delicately balanced |
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On top of me |
