Look out In the morning
And you never see the sky
You know it
Already
It is boring you to fly
I want more
All the time
Everyday
I say I wana get high again
Never like that before
I wanne get high again
All I say I swear
High, high
I want to get high
And a dry melon
Can never drop a tear
Spring is over
And no refreshment near
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