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Painted blue across my eyes
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And tie the linen on
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And I'm on my way
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Looking for the paradigm
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So I can pass it off
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Is it on my side
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Is it to the sky
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Looking to the sky and down
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Searching for a ground
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With my good eye closed
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If I took you for a ride
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Would you take it wrong
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Or would you make it right
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Looking for a pedestal
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That I can put you on
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And be on my way
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Is it to the sky
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Looking to the sky and down
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Searching for a ground
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With my good eye closed
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Stop you're trying to bruise my mind
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I can do it on my own
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Stop you're trying to kill my time
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It's been my death since I was born
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I don't remember half the time
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If I'm hiding or I'm lost
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But I'm on my way
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SEARCHING WITH MY GOOD EYE CLOSED
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