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One two three time to hide from me
Four five six gotta make this stick
If you can tell I've been down to the ground
Try to make noise but you hear no sounds (cuz)
Bad thoughts sit inside my head
Wonder when (my heart) will give
To be fair this happens quite often
I'm a sad clown running their own circus
Seven eight nine now I'm so mad
People in the crowd seem to not care at all
Still not sure about this silly hiding game
It's half past ten and you haven't come around
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