• I’d dance but there’s no song
    So I sing, la la la dee da
    I’d paint but my hands are tied
    So I hum, la la la dee da
    I’d stretch but this jacket’s tight
    So I rock to la la la dee da

    No one’s listening
    So I scream, la la la dee da
    I think they’re coming
    So I’m quiet, la la la dee da
    I don’t want their pills
    So I plead, la la la dee da

    I can feel it in my blood
    So I cry, la la la dee da
    I don’t want to close my eyes
    So I fight with la la la dee da
    My white room starts to spin
    And I slur, la
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