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Today I'm feeling so fulfilled |
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I'm dancing with the mentally ill |
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They're giving me a black eye |
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I continue, loving them still |
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I'm learning every favourite move |
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I watch them sway through the night |
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The distance disappears |
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I start to fade into sight |
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Sometimes they look lonely |
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A group that is splitting into parts |
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But they are still one |
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No need to re-group or restart |
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And now I'm happy, I'm happy |
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I'm happy when I'm |
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Dancing with the mentally ill |
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And now I'm happy, I'm happy |
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I'm happy when I'm |
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Dancing with the mentally ill |
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I'm dancing with the mentally ill |
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Today I'm feeling so fulfilled |
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I'm dancing with the freaks and the ill |
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And no one asks why |
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No one asks how it feels |
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I'm fading into them as they are fading into me |
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We're like clouds |
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The movement goes on |
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I disappear in the crowd |
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I thought I had to leave this |
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I tried to escape for so long |
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But this is where I am |
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This is where I still belong |
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And now I'm happy, I'm happy |
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I'm happy when I'm |
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Dancing with the mentally ill |
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And now I'm happy, I'm happy |
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I'm happy when I'm |
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Dancing with the mentally ill |
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I'm dancing with the mentally ill |
