The Queen has spoke
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and I've been crowned
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the Prince of Paranoia
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the King of Lost and Found.
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It's just another day
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with my feet firmly planted on the ground.
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I've seen this all before
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Here I am, I'm still so insecure.
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But the weight of the world is on my shoulders
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I won't be found.
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It's just another day
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with my feet firmly planted on the ground.
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Who needs this anyways?
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Searching for a brighter day.
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The growing fears from all those years
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has left me reaching from the ground.
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The stinging from the sun hurts
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if I can't hide in your shadow.
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But the Queen has spoke
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and I've been crowned
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the Prince of Paranoia
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the King of Lost and Found.
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It's just another day
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with my feet firmly planted on the ground.
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You know inside I walk on water
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and every time I go out a little farther.
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And I almost drown.
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But the Queen has spoke
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and I've been crowned
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the Prince of Paranoia
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the King of Lost and Found.
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It's just another day
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with my feet firmly planted on the ground.
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It's just another day
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with my feet firmly planted on the ground.
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Prince of Paranoia
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