I was sittin' on the window seal
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& staring at the moon
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whistling a tune
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that really moved me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
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"I have no future, for I've had no past
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I'm just sittin' here, pullin' arrows
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- out of my heart.t.t".
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History repeats itself,
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within the realms of - my inexperience
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It's the laughter in her eyes, that makes me cry,
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I'm too tired to eat,
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too lazy to die
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see me dwindle, watch me dwell,
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In my plastic corner, in my plastic world
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Icing Up
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