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I'm waiting on the transit |
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But things aren't what they used to be |
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I stand here as a tourist |
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On holiday with destiny |
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You broke me down to nothing |
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But I'm still so in awe of you |
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A quintessential victim |
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I'm weakest when I'm close to you |
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Here people just evaporate right in front of me |
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Transmissions of much greater things still get through to me |
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I'm stranded here in nowhere |
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The middle of eternity |
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The people say Chicago |
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A distinction simply lost on me |
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The storms do well to hide away a stunning sense of apathy |
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The storms do well to rinse away all the damage that's been done to me |
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Here people just evaporate right in front of me |
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Transmissions of much greater things still get through to me |
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You turned me into someone I've always known I had to be |
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A story of redemption, of overcoming everything |
