One thousand feet in the atmosphere you're there
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And losing light shrinking skin
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Wishing death on worthless liars and beauty queens
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One million hours from the city
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Where the lights won't burn out eyes
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That's where the wild things are that's where gold falls from the sky
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So take this gun and load it
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Slowly point it straight up at the sky
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Mark the spot where you stand cause it will come back down at the end of July
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It's not fair
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I know somewhere my life won't be like this
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Pulling out the poison with a kiss on the bottle's lips
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Sing la da da da la da da da la da da da da da
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Sing la da da da la da da da la da da da da da
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Ride fast from the cast
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Holding the monsters underneath your bead
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Hiding out for weeks on end
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Jumping down on their bruised hands
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Jumping down on their weak end
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I forever I win
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Standing straight in the firefight reading liars their rights
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Shooting at the dark and things you never see
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Kiss the ring and punch your knees
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Run until you can;t breath
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They can't catch up without hearts
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They don;t believe in that sorta thing
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And somewhere between here and there
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There's billboards and silver spoons
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And the phone won't stop ringing
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My head's reaming... I am famous...
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And then I won't care at all about anything
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... Just like you... I'm just like you...
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I don't care at all about anything...
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La da da da
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La da da da....
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Broken Parachute
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