Fool, how up is high?
And if it rains inside, does it wash it all clean
away from the burden of sight
it’s all wrong
Everybody loves to want to Everybody wants to need to Everybody needs to be to be somebody else
And everything I try to do to make me happy,
but you could make me jump and spin loops, too
and crack a smile in front of you.
There’s a flower thief in my backyard, again
Love and money
Now all of the time I hear you say
“I wasn’t meant to be this way”
I am what I must
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