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I think I flew too close to the sun
I think I had way too much fun
I flew too close to the sun
I had way too much fun
I popped too many pills
I'm lying to myself
Cause I’m starting to hear voices
I’m starting to see things in weird places
(That aren’t supposed to be there)
I have to, I have to, push up, push up there
I’m not looking for understanding
I’m looking for someone who can listen to me whining
Without having to put a dime in
I don’t want your five cents
I’ve got a gold mine
I’ve got my own shrine
We don’t need to talk to have fun
We don’t need to walk to run
We don’t need wings to fly
You just need to open your mouth
You just need to stick out your tongue
and You will Fly
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