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It only me the tattooed girls and the freaks
Standing here lost at sea
Old ideas and paper bones is all we are
And all wel ever be
The skies as gray as an old mans hat
Left behind on an empty bench
The crowds are gone and wee all alone tell me now
Does anything here make sense
CHORUS: I not sure exactly how I feel
I not sure exactly how I feel
I not sure exactly how I feel
Your happiness hardly seems real
Wonder Wheel, Wonder Wheel
BRIDGE:
Perched above this world with it insistent tides
That wash ash*re skeletons of old boardwalk rides
And feelings that haven died
The day belongs to unfinished songs
I shoulde sung
And dreams I shoulde dreamed
Lost and found or left behind either way
We come to be redeemed
CHORUS