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Living in blue obvious Where breathing might cost our looks Anyone who'd look for us in here Is not the type that's willing to share We'll surely get locked away again If we lose all motivation No one looks the same again You can't blame them after what they've seen And boy where's your fine qualities You can't blame him after what he's been Maybe I don't need a head doctor after all Living in blue obvious Caring with who might call our bluff Maybe I don't need a head doctor After all... From Letras Mania