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down in the city of you |
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crosses and cranes |
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building a riot in you |
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over the days |
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I just want to be your eyes |
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face is gone |
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mystery prison |
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now i know |
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just what your trouble is |
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i do, i'm right |
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and i can fix it for you right |
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over the water of you |
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up in the sky |
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lights in a pattern of you |
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factories and fires |
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and i don't wanna be my eyes |
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see you go |
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wish and worry now I know |
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just what your trouble is |
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i do, i'm right |
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and i can fix it for you in the darkness of the turning night |
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get corrupted in the city sky |
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we might |
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if you're lonely, lonely |
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come round and show me |
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where lies the memory of you |
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sift through the ground |
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find all the million pieces |
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and bring them around |
