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There there, hey now, what's this I'm hearing about
The butterfly flew into the ground
One too many nets around
You go to him like a mosquito to skin
I see you want to be so close to the edge
And you're running, you're running, you're running without your feet
You believe there will be a ground
If you step over and you fall down
But there may not be
There there, hey now, what's that you're talking about
Your cup runneth over and out
One too many cups around
And you're a mess, you want to confess
I see you want to be so close to the edge
And you're running, you're running, you're running without your feet
You believe oh there must be a ground
And if you step over and you fall down
But there may not be
I wish there was something so profound that I could say
You know it's bad for you but you still want to do it anyway
You go to him like a mosquito to skin
I see you want to be so close to the edge
And you're running, you're running, you're running without your feet
You believe oh there is a ground
If you step over and you fall down
But there may not be
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