We see a child, breathing out so slow
Asking himself if he'll ever be the same (No, no, no)
We are the wild ones, running longer through the snow
Far beyond the village I hear secrets
Far beyond the rails (no, no)
Then one day your bubble bursts
And all the world comes in
And the mist comes down
And you scream out loud for champagne (no, no, no)
If staying still was a haters crime
Then you'd be the worst to love
I'd bill you up, step outside a million dollars

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