I don't propose that we preserve
All the world inside a fragile ball of glass
Cause I'm the first to throw the curve
Bringin all, that perfect ball down in a crash
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Oh it's that feelin, comin back again
Turnin earth around and pounding sirens in my head
Well there's only one cure, that I know for sure
And it goes on and on it goes on and on
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And when it all is said and done
Until the end, yes you're the only one
And when the world is in reverse
Youre the savior of my universe
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I don't suppose I'm prone to trouble
Though I always do the very best I can
My universe, a leaky bubble
Pinned by a friend and only then did it expand
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