Different
Dodie Clark
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I wake up on your ceiling
Something's pulling my hair
It got caught in the fixture
I'm not sure should be there
No, that's not where I left you
Now your bed's on the wall
Is it morning or is that the light in red?
No more, no more
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God, you really look different
Did I do something wrong?
Oh, I wouldn't choose you
Out of a thousand
God help the girl who gets you
My beautiful boy
Twisted and angry
Bring back the angels
All I loved has gone sour
Wore it out to the bone
Think I'll get off the ride now
And take myself home