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I sit inside your pretty little painted house If you wouldn't mind I'm looking for my own way out It's loud where they shout towards the middle I'm keeping my head above ground I looked inside your pretty little painted house People talk in circles pretending to work things out It's why we just ride in the middle Watching the world go down I won't play I won't play your game I won't play I won't play your game It's making me go insane I work inside your pretty little painted house Dreaming of a scene that would be better than allowed The crowd is entitled to their vision hear them make their sound I sit inside your little pretty painted house I sit inside your little pretty painted house I sit inside your little pretty painted house I sit inside your little pretty painted house