Children in the playground, laughing and dancing in the street
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All the colors of the rainbow - wrapped in childlike harmony
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Me, I'm not laughing - I see things only as they were
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When I first needed you - yeah, when I first needed you
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Cars passing by - representing my life
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I ain't old but I ain't young enough to cry like a baby
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And I'm so scared but I won't tell you for fear you'll hate me more
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Tough on the outside, tough on the outside - yeah, tough all over
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Clouds go rollin' by as I lay floatin' in a stream of semi-consciousness
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I'll follow it 'til the end or at least 'til I drown in my separate reality
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Sorry there's only room for me
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I used to have an angel - she took care of everything
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Yeah, so sometimes we cried - maybe more than most, but so what
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We shared everything - even some things we should not have shared
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Like my separate reality - now there's only room for me
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I walk among the criminals and I pray among the saints
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And somewhere in between I try to scrape off this war paint
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It's cold in here in the corner of my soul - so dark and lonely
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Oh but I ain't never gonna let go
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Children in the playground - laughing and dancing in the street
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All the colors of the rainbow - wrapped in childlike harmony
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Me, I'm not laughing or dancing - I see things only as they were
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When I first needed you - yeah, when I first needed you
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I used to have everything - now you won't even talk to me, but that's alright
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'Cause I've got a new friend and her name is tattooed across my chest
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And she won't let me down - 'cause I ain't never, never gonna let her in
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Tough on the outside, tough on the outside - and it's surely tough
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In my separate reality - sorry there's only room for me
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In my separate reality - sorry there's only room for me, for me
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Sorry there's only room for me
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My Separate Reality
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Gov't Mule |