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Lyrics:
[Verse 1] There's a painter who stares at miles of white All around Each color he's dreamed is lost in thought and can't be found Can't be found
[Verse 2] Takes a walk through his head to ask his friends If they'd come out Come out from your shells, come chat with me and walk around Walk around
[Pre-Chorus] This is all ours to fuck with This is all ours to taunt This is our home, our stomping ground
[Chorus] What's stopping us? What's stopping us? What's stopping us?
[Verse 3] Wake up from your sleep, they're only dreams Not solid ground You'd keep your eyes closed if you had known What I have found What I have found
[Verse 4] Can you blame me for not wanting both feet On the ground While you follow routine and waste your days I'm in the clouds Raining down
[Pre-Chorus] This is all ours to fuck with This is all ours to taunt This is our home, our stomping ground
[Chorus] What's stopping us? What's stopping us? What's stopping us?
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