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  •  This is home





    Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love but I guess

    This avoids the stress of falling out of it

    Are you tired of me yet?

    I'm a little sick right now but I swear

    When I'm ready I will fly us out of here

    I'll cut my hair

    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) To make you stare

    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) I'll hide my chest

    And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here

    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

    Turn off your porcelain face

    I can't really think right now in this place

    There's too many colors enough to drive all of us insane

    Are you dead? Sometimes I think I'm dead

    Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head

    But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet

    My eyes went dark

    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) I don't know where

    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) My pupils are

    But I'll figure out a way to get us out of here

    Get a load of this monster

    He doesn't know how to communicate

    His mind is in a different place

    Will everybody please give him a little bit of space

    Get a load of this train-wreck

    His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet

    But little do we know, the stars

    Welcome him with open arms

    Oh

    Time is

    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Slowly

    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Tracing his face

    But strangely he feels at home in this place (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)