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I'm looking for something that I didn't notice was gone |
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Weeks, maybe months just went by without anything wrong |
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Now I'm aware I can't stop the repeating alarm |
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Here in this place I get peace, I get war, I get on |
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Standing at the station |
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Falling out of line |
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Missing my connection |
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Asking for the time |
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End at the beginning |
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Back onto the street |
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Always chasing something |
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Even in our sleep |
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(We got the time) |
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Heading for nowhere |
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I'm ready for something I finally noticed was gone |
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Head to the place where I go when I know what went wrong |
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Moments repeat, colors change to the beat of a song |
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Counting the days I get by and the days I get on |
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End at the beginning |
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Back onto the street |
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Always chasing something |
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Even in our sleep |
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(We got the time) |
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Heading for nowhere |
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Standing at the station |
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Looking at the map |
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Stopping for a moment |
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Just before the crash |
