Jon Doe - Baked Potato Chips

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Far
Far gone
Shaking off what I've known before
On the run
I was blind to what I've left behind
Sugar mine
Deeper than deep
There's nothin' I could find
So I keep rollin'and rollin'
To blow myself up just to feel alive
Oh, what I want what I want to see
Palm trees
All of these thoughts in a fucked up dream
Crawling
Take me to a place where it's constantly
Rainin'
Baked potato chips and a movie screen
What a dream
What a dream
What a dream
So, I thought I made it clear
That I'm fully aware
Maybe I was kinda scared
But do I wanna hide again?
Winners compete to win
So I began to lose
Received a lotta funny looks
And what a time to be alive
I just wonder how it was twenty years ago
Keep on your cape and fly away
Just make sure that you look like you know what to do
Maybe you'll make some money
Cause no one gives a shit about your dreams anymore
Oh, what I want what I want to see
Palm trees
All of these thoughts in a fucked up dream
Crawling
Take me to a place where it's constantly
Rainin'
Baked potato chips and a movie screen
What a dream
Oh, what a dream
Oh, what I want
What I want to
See
Palm trees

Written by:
Erik Gilberg, Julian Stoll, Paul Richter, Thomas Mall, Valentin Richter

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