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Can't rely on reality |
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Things ain't what they appear to be |
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When you visit please don't forget |
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The fragile mess of this nervous wreck |
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Who of you feels he's been here before? |
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Now I've been here twelve times or more |
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Life's becoming a bit of a bore |
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If the ceiling speaks please don't complain |
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He might just make me go back, round again |
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Who of you feels he's been here before? |
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Round and round and round again |
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The first million years |
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They were the worst |
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The second million years |
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They were the worst as well |
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Please don't ask 'cuz I can't explain |
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Why I keep coming back again |
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Maybe it's 'cuz when I roll the dice |
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I never get to throw "afterlife" |
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Who of you feels he's been here before? |
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Round and round and round |