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Orange Chair


Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, anxiety be gone Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, anxiety be gone Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, anxiety be gone Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, anxiety be gone Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, anxiety be gone You're still not there On that orange chair Sometimes I ponder if this is real Sometimes I wonder what to feel I know him, anxious, old friend I know it's dangerous, bold end Is this really alright Will everything be right How should I act tonight Are we gonna make to night Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, anxiety be gone Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, anxiety be gone Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, anxiety be gone Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, anxiety be gone Oh you're there In that orange chair Fun, fun, fun It'll be done
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