(you feel like) the last one standing
left on the shelf on the road trip to happiness
(watching on) your world burning down under
left alone now albinism taking over
taking over screaming
i lost my parachute
it was suppose to land me on cloud number nine
land me on cloud number nine
land me on cloud number nine
sedate me with placebo
treading on tabee thinking of winning over
i was so confident
i was so confident
i was so wrong, so wrong
repeat to me the happy times
sing to me, talk to me
oh.
/Hopped!
9:40 PM
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