Sangtekst: Saint Vitus. Clear Windowpane.

I see colours everywhere
I have things living in my hair
In the dark, I see lights
My brain is working overtime
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In my house, all things glow
My walls are a living light show
Purple dragons, smoke with me
I have friends only I can see
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I can't handle coming down
'Cause I can't take the human crowd
I can't face reality
So I fly back to where I am free
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