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The lights in this nameless city all flicker like they're tapping out a code, |
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There's a message there that I can only see. |
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If I would just figure out |
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What the ons and offs all meant, |
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There'd be a whole new kind of (INSERT YOUR FAVORITE WORD HERE) reserved for me. |
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We're just spending time. |
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And of all the days I've lived, |
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Here've been none so strange as this |
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I swear and I need to know |
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Should I do it all again, |
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Would it end up different or just the same? |
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And on and on... |
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So I drift around the streets in search of hope and answers... |
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Here they are... |
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There they go... |
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Here we are... |
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Guess I'm gonna have to drift some more. |
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I've been searching broken mirrors for a piece of what I used to be, |
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But there's nothing there. |
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I've been hanging out on corners |
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For a sign of a former me |
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But he's skipped town |
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And he's left no trace behind. |
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I've a feeling I was better off inside. |
