Paramore - Brick By Boring Brick

She lives in a fairytale

Somewhere too far for us to find

Forgotten the taste and smell

Of the world that she's left behind

It's all about the exposure the lens I told her

The angles were all wrong now

She's ripping wings off of butteflies

With her feet on the ground

And her head in the clouds

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Well go get your shovel

and we'll dig a deep hole

to bury the castle, bury the castle

Ba da ba da ba

So one day he found her crying

Coiled up on the dirty ground

Her prince finally came to save her

And the rest you can figure out

But it was a trick

And the clock struck 12

Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick

or the wolves gonna blow it down

With her feet on the ground

And her head in the clouds

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You built up a world of magic

Because your real life is tragic

You built up a world of magic

If it's not real

You can't see it with your eyes

You can't feel it with your heart

And I won't believe it

'Cause if it's true

You can see it with your eyes

Even in the dark

And that's where I want to be, yeah

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