Ocean Eyes, Ocean Eyes, why are you sad
Why are your thoughts driving you mad
I do understand now that you've had
Enough, but please now just be glad
You aren't what the world thinks you are
If the world's a sky then you're the star
And I swear that if you ever go far
On the world you'll leave a scar
Pull together 'cause I know you can
And I know when all of this began
You didn't have time to make a plan
Screw the world, I'm your fan!
You're gonna have to grant me this
Every such thing, you must dismiss
You just need to have the wits
And hold together all the bits
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