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Got a crazy feeling I don’t understand
’gotta get away from here
Feelin’ like I shoulda kept my feet on the ground
Waitin’ for the sun to appear
Mamma’s gonna worry
I been a bad bad boy
No use sayin’ sorry
It’s somethin’ that I enjoy
’cause you can’t see what my eyes see
(I can see it, I can see it)
And you can’t be inside of me, flying high again
I can see through mountains watch me disappear
I can even touch the sky
Swallowing colors of the sound I hear
Am I just a crazy guy (you bet)
Mamma’s gonna worry
I been a bad bad boy
No use sayin’ sorry
It’s somethin’ that I enjoy
If you could be inside my head
You’d see that black and white is read
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again come on and join me
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again come on and join me
Daddy thinksI’m lazy he don’t understand
Never saw inside my head
People think I’m crazy but I’m in demand
Never heard a thing I said
Mamma’s gonna worry
I’ve been a bad bad boy
No use sayin’ sorry
It’s somethin’ I enjoy
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again
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