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Wonder how I still turn my back on the playwright? If life was a cartoon, you and I would be so high You go the wrong way, to catch the sunset I bring the homemade and we escape Keeping it lucid, so we can choose it I bring the homemade and we escape So bright, right in front of you Slide, step into the blue You're here looking up, It brings me back, to reality Leaving too soon Don't do that, no time to be real You go the wrong way, to catch the sunset I bring the homemade and we escape Keeping it lucid, so we can choose it I bring the homemade and we escape So bright, right in front of you Slide, step into the blue So bright, right in front of you Slide, step into the blue You go the wrong way, to catch the sunset I bring the homemade and we escape Keeping it lucid, so we can choose it I bring the homemade and we escape
Writer(s): Pallé Mazzulla, Hamish Macarthur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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