Mess

It's a mess, messy like before when I couldn't think straight
 I take my shoes off in the need of walking bare-foot,
 Can't seem to take a step
 What I want the most is to go wherever and to be free
 I beg for frames to tuck me in
 I frame my face with a dartboard and look around, waiting
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 When things can work out I don't need to worry
 When things can't work out I don't need to worry
 When I see me I see them, eating me
 I'm the observer and I cannot make a sound
 Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
 When I see me I see them, eating me
 I'm a bird, but I really just circulate around my nest
 Down under they are daydreaming based on what they see,
 But nothing's like it seems;
 The nest is empty, head is full, can't make a move
 I beg for frames to tuck me in
 When the skies burst I will find my own way, on my own
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 When things can work out I don't need to worry
 When things can't work out I don't need to worry
 When I see me I see them, eating me
 I'm the observer and I cannot make a sound
 Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
 When I see me I see them, eating me
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 And I'm the observer and I cannot make a sound