Somewhere outside
There's got to be a body of water
In a perfect place
I turn myself on
And walk inside
Sometime before I stop breathing
My lungs will turn into dirt
And all the things I ever wanted
To be when I grew up
All coming true
They're coming true
What a beautiful thing
What a beautiful thing for me
There's got to be a body of water
In a perfect place
I turn myself on
And walk inside
Sometime before I stop breathing
My lungs will turn into dirt
And all the things I ever wanted
To be when I grew up
All coming true
They're coming true
What a beautiful thing
What a beautiful thing for me
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