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Thinking that I'm mad
Did you ever think why?
Did you ever try to sit in the corners of my mind?
I’ve got a sharp edge and you got a little script
You’re moving too slow and I'm moving too quick
Bouncing in my clothes as I'm staring at the wall
I don’t fit in your box cause you made it too small
Special and weird it’s a thinning line
Special and weird is hard to come by
Crossing my T’s and I'm dotting my I’s
All I seem to do is read between the lines
Crossing my T’s and I'm dotting my I’s
But all I seem to do is read between the lines
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
La la la la la la
I never sat in my shoes
You just had the ball
I tripped on the lace left me all alone
Left to my own devices
Why am I like this?
If it’s so easy
Then you should try it
Bouncing in my clothes as I'm staring at the wall
I don’t fit in your box cause you made it too small
Special and weird is a thinning line
Special and weird is hard to come by
Crossing my T’s and I'm dotting my I’s
All I seem to do is read between the lines
Crossing my T’s and I'm dotting my I’s
But all I seem to do is read between the lines
Crossing my T’s and I'm dotting my I’s
All I seem to do is read between the lines
Crossing my T’s and I'm dotting my I’s
Crossing my T’s and I'm dotting my I’s
All I seem to do is read between the lines
Crossing my T’s and I'm dotting my I’s
All I seem to do is read between the lines
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
La la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
La la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
