I’m happy on the outside looking in
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Looking at all the lonely people
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All I can see is you’re flawless in this race
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And it kills me, I’m lost in an overcrowded place
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Can’t conceal all the cracks in the perfect porcelain
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I can feel that it hurts but I do it all again
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I’m tired of watching you
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And everything you do
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Been following a ghost for far too long
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(Far too long)
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I’m happy on the outside looking in
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I’d rather be alone than don’t fit in
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I’m happy on the outside looking in
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And now I am
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Looking at all the lonely people
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Looking at all the lonely people
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All I can hear are the voices in my head
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They’re still here and they ask:
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«Where the hell you think you’re going?»
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They say: «Birds of a feather will go down together»
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It feels better and better the further I get away
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Get rid of the pressure and finally treasure
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What’s hidden inside of me
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I’m tired of watching you
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And everything you do
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Been following a ghost for far too long
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(Far too long)
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I’m happy on the outside looking in
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I’d rather be alone than don’t fit in
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I’m happy on the outside looking in
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And now I am
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Looking at all the lonely people
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Looking at all the lonely people
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I’m happy on the outside looking in
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I’d rather be alone than don’t fit in
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I’m happy on the outside looking in
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And now I am
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Looking at all the lonely people
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Looking at all the lonely people
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It’s getting better and better
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Better and better, better and better
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The further I get away
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From all the lonely people |