| Sleeping with the light on
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| Ever since I was young
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| In a bed, only fit
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| For the coward who sleeps in it
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| And just like a fear of flying
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| This fear is king
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| Now I would beg, steal and borrow
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| To be bold but I’m yellow
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| And I don’t want to regret
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| A life that hasn’t happened yet
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| I’m all dressed up nowhere to go
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| Sitting in the summer shade all aglow
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| My lights on, now let go, I am yellow
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| See these cracks on my skin
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| Like the cracks in the porcelain
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| They reveal where the rain has been
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| And thats why I can’t let you in
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| So what kind of life is this
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| When fear is king
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| Now I would beg, steal and borrow
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| To be bold but I’m yellow
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| And I don’t want to regret
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| A life that hasn’t happened yet
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| I’m all dressed up nowhere to go
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| Sitting in the summer shade all aglow
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| My lights on, now let go, I am yellow
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| I’m a captive, I’m a slave
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| My own hands kept me tied to the place
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| I’ll hose in, and shoot fear in the face
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| Now let me go
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| Now I would beg, steal and borrow
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| To be bold but I’m yellow
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| And I don’t want to regret
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| A life that hasn’t happened yet
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| I’m all dressed up nowhere to go
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| Sitting in the summer shade all aglow
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| My lights on, now let go, I am yellow
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| I would beg, steal and borrow
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| To be bold but I’m yellow (I am yellow)
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| And I don’t want to regret
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| A life that hasn’t happened yet (I am yellow)
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| I’m all dressed up nowhere to go
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| Sitting in the summer shade all aglow (I am yellow)
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| I am yellow |