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[ti:Clouds Above My Head] |
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[ar:Tiny Moving Parts] |
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[al:] |
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Yeah, I am sick of this cycle |
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Turning in the opposite direction |
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You made me so happy way back in kindergarten |
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First kiss we created during recess at the daycare |
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The time out sessions nearby the closets |
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They were beyond worth it |
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They were beyond worth it |
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Let it flood, let it flood |
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Let it flood with love |
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The children in the background |
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They've always stayed in focus |
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The camera could never do it's justice |
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And I'm still sick to my stomach about it |
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The aperture was far too open for you to even notice |
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And the light blinds my expression |
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And all of the attention was |
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Never what they wanted in the first place |
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I've always had the darkest clouds above my head |
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Storms bring me nothing but problems, why? |
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Signs for good luck are never good signs (never good signs) |
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They higher your hopes up just to see you die inside |
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Please lie to me, tell me that I'm okay |
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Because it's getting worse, it's getting worse |
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And I guess when you're a kid stuck inside a candy store |
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You're bound to get sick of everything |
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And I have learned that signs for good luck |
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Are never good signs |
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They higher your hopes up just to see you die inside |
