| You’re tellin' me the world
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| Does not even spin around?
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| You’re tryna say the car we’re sittin' in
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| Don’t belong to gravity?
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| You keep sayin' I don’t care
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| 'Cause I won’t join you goin' there
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| So I go flex like it’s better than that
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| Both of us human in a way
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| We’re good and bad within a day
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| Is there nothin' but to carry on?
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| We didn’t make it to the moon
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| It doesn’t matter if it’s true
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| Down here it’s always me and you
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| It’s still a Friday afternoon
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| Don’t have to make it to the moon
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| Paper planes takin' flight
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| But don’t you like that mystery?
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| Fireflies, a thousand lies
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| How could we miss such a thing?
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| You keep sayin' I don’t care
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| 'Cause I won’t join you goin' there
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| So I go flex like it’s better than that
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| Both of us human in a way
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| We’re good and bad within a day
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| Is there nothin' but to carry on?
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| We didn’t make it to the moon
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| It doesn’t matter if it’s true
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| Down here it’s always me and you
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| It’s still a Friday afternoon
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| Don’t have to make it to the moon
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| We didn’t make it to the moon
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| We didn’t make it to the moon (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| It doesn’t matter if it’s true (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| Down here it’s always me and you (Oh, oh, oh)
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| It’s still a Friday afternoon (Oh, oh, oh)
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| Don’t have to make it to the moon (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) |