It's not all it's cracked up to be
About a U.F.O. in a dream
I only hear my own voices
Like a dog in a parking lot
And my legs are as smooth as candy
Completely covered in blankets
Don't really know what to wish for
And just look at the sky and be thankful
Feels like my back might be bleeding
And are my hands really here
Look back at the ground and be hopeful
And my legs are as smooth as candy
And my legs are as smooth as candy
It's a place for you and me
It's not all it's cracked up to be
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