| And now I know, I know the truth
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| It’s just a matter of inspiration
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| And it all was just a combination
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| Of the drugs that I did tonight
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| It’s safe to say that I’m in your head
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| It’s safe to say that I’m doing a good job
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| Pretty sure that you won’t forget
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| It’s safe to say I’m becoming an outlaw
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| I wrote a poem just to give to you
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| But it all turns to fake words and sounds
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| It’s safe to say that I’m in your head
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| And that’s the reason you’ve been feeling your temples pound
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| And now I know
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| Now I know what I’m up against
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| I’ll forget in the morning
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| Like some dream world story, that I wish that I wrote down
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| I wish you could teleport and be in my bedroom
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| That would make me feel just like new
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| That would make it go away
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| I made a plan, devised the scheme
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| It’s just a matter of preparation
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| And you know it’s just a combination
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| Of the things that I felt tonight
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| I wrote a poem just to give to you
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| But it all turns to fake words and sounds
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| I wonder if you’ll remember me
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| When I fuck this up and you’re not around
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| And now I know
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| Now I know what I’m up against
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| I’ll forget in the morning
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| Like some dream world story, that I wish that I wrote down
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| I wish you could teleport and be in my bedroom
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| That would make me feel just like new
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| That would make it go away
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| Three thousand miles till I’m sleeping in your bed
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| You’re not next door
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| You’re not down the street
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| You’re three thousand miles so teleport to me
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| I never thought that I would put you through this…
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| Teleport to me
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| You’re in pieces, how did I do this?
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| Now I know what I’m up against
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| I’ll forget in the morning
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| Like some dream world story, that I wish that I wrote down
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| I wish you could teleport and be in my bedroom
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| That would make me feel just like new
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| That would make it go away
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| Now I know what I’m up against
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| I wrote a poem just to give to you
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| That I wish that I wrote down |