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
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 I'll cut my hair
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 To make you stare
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 I'll hide my chest and I'll
 Figure out a way to get us out of here
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 Turn off your porcelain face
 I can't really think right now and this place
 There's too many colours
 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
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 My eyes went dark
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 I don't know where
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 My pupils are but I'll
 Figure out a way to get us out of here
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 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 trainwreck
 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
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 Time is
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 Slowly
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 Tracing his face
 But strangely he feels at home in this place