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All I wanna do is get up, is get up, is get up |
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In the morning in the morning |
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And not wanna die |
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I feel alright when I think about you |
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Walking through a star field covered in lights |
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Wasted like you're losing your job you're so fired |
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We're just like the ones we used to make fun of |
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It's beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta |
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Beautiful sorta, but not |
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Beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta |
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Beautiful sorta, but not |
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All I wanna do is get down, is get down, is get down |
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In the evening, in the evening |
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And not wanna die |
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Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow |
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I'm buzzing like a jar full of lightening bugs |
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Walking through a star field covered in lights |
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Wasted like a bum with somebody's wallet |
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Pictures inside of you and me, you and I |
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So far past sad I'm crazy and scary |
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It's Beautiful Sorta, Beautiful Sorta |
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Beautiful Sorta, but not |
