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When I'm down at the bottom you pick me up Don't give a shit about all those stupid fucks on TV Claim that it's me When I'm not at the top you take me there Lead me away from this reality where I can't breathe Set me free I got a plastic bag in my pocket When the sky's broken open you stop the rain Make me do clueless I can't complain about the clouds The weather's nice now I got a plastic bag in my pocket From Letras Mania