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What's the point of growing up if the dice are loaded
nothing inspires me and love is too complicated
full confidence in my lack of perspective
br/>another complication and that's it, I'm dodging
I'm hovering
my stomach in my heels, but in the meantime
I'm hovering
I am victorious by abandonment, but in the meantime
I'm hovering
I have Peter Pan syndrome
I'm afraid of the dark, explain that how?
hello, I have a boo, mom
how can you explain that?
hours putting the world together sitting in a bar
not really concerned, I'm rather in a dark mood
I get up in a rush, hot ahead, there's danger
Wandering around on the sly, my destiny all mapped out
I'm soaring
Stomach in my heels, but in the meantime
I'm soaring
Running pro backwards, but in the meantime
I'm soaring