Looking out through painted windows
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Deep-rooted and without a clue
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Sets aside all differences and everything he's used to
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Takes a walk and the water falls
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Dries off so nobody knows
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That all along he's been trying to break away.
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Waking up, feel a heart that's beating
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Take a breath and feel that you're alive
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Who would have guessed that just by being you
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That you'd make it through this time?
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Another case of a fucked up dreamer
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Not knowing when to say when
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Believes in everything that he wants to believe in
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All a part of his identity
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Searches for happiness
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And makes it on belief
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All in all it's just a fantasy
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He runs around in circles
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Trying to figure out just who it is we are
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Looking through painted windows!
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Your dreams become reality and fantasies an opportunity
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Reality in dream!
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Just take another look inside, now take hold
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And tell me what you see
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Looking through painted windows!
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New visions of a world that's been passing by
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And right before your eyes
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Nothing's as it seems!
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A vision of the future and it seems fine.
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Live a day to ask another question
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Get an answer find another lie
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How beautiful does it all seem when looking from the inside?
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Find out what makes you different
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Hold true and don't turn away
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In doing so don't you know that you're gonna break away?
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We're a part of our worst enemy
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Tear us down and try to make us believe
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All in all we're in a fantasy
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We run around in circles
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Trying to figure out just who it is we are
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And looking through painted windows we hold onto our dreams
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A moment passes by and it seems
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To open the flood-gate and let the future flow
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Now reach out and take a hold
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Don't be blinded by the glare you see
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Keep on and search, what makes you happy?
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Make it happen, go and dream
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Dreams become reality
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Run with this life
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Believe in all you've dreamt
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And keep on trusting in who it is that you are
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Just who it is you are
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Painted Windows
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