Problem's Bite

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I'm a little sick
But i swear
If i got a chance
We will fly out of here

Tell me if
You're ready
The sun smiled
But it's kinda windy

Climb my back
To end your fear
Don't worry 'cause
I'll still wait here

No more masks
No more madness
We will wipe that
To stop your sadness

I will cut my hair
To make you stare
Just put on a smile
'Cause it's too rare

My eyes went dark
I don't know where
But i will figure it out
For us to get out of here

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