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Because it's two in the morning and I'm feeling so ugly. |
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I've got this chip on my shoulder, keeps my eyes spread wide open. |
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If you'd let me go. |
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Then I'd walk myself into my room, yes I will. |
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Then I'd lay right down and daydream of you, yes I will. |
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With this soul tell smile I'll blow a kiss to you, yes I will. |
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Then I'd lay right down and daydream of you. |
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It seems the sun is still sleeping and I'm feeling so lonely. |
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There's a girl in my bedroom but don't you worry she's not breathing. |
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If you'd let me go. |
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Then I'd walk myself into my room, yes I will. |
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Then I'd lay right down and daydream of you, yes I will. |
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With this soul tell smile I'll blow a kiss to you, yes I will. |
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Then I'd lay right down and daydream of you. |
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And though my soul's been withered and wisped away. |
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My gray matter brings me home. |
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And though your soul's been withered and wisped away. |
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Your gray matter brings you home. |
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So I walk myself into the room, yes I will. |
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I lay right down and daydream of you, yes I will. |
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With this soul tell smile I blow a kiss to you, yes I will. |
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Then I lay right down and daydream of you. |
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Because it's two in the morning and my eyes are spread wide open. |
