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It continues, it continues, it continues to escape me |
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It's not quite right the way you're trying to ape me |
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Observing my movements, trying to place me |
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I heard you'd laid plans to finally interface me |
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It's a cheerless thing, that thing you call a heart |
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That small black thing that's keeping us apart |
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Don't even think about it, don't you even try to start |
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I can see you in the corners, I can see you in the dark |
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It continues, it continues, it continues to escape me |
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It's not quite right, the way you're trying to implicate me |
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What would it be to know? |
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What would it be to have an answer? |
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Would it be worth your while? |
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Could it all end in disaster? |
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Standing in this garden just before the dawn |
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A place of amusement, an object of scorn |
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From the back of beyond to the front of the queue |
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From the change in the air, I knew it was you |
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It continues, it continues, it continues to escape me |
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It's not quite right the way you're trying to trace me |
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What would it be to know? |
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What would it be to have an answer? |
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Would it be worth your while? |
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Could it all end in disaster? |
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What would it be to know? |
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What would it be to have an answer? |
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Would it be worth your while? |
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Could it all end in disaster? |
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Don't you even think about it, don't you even try to start |
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I can see you in the corners, I can see you in the dark |
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It continues, it continues, it continues to escape me |
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It's not quite right they way you're trying to implicate me |
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Talking to my friends, trying to replace me |
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Picking up clues to finally trace me |
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Well, it continues, it continues, it continues to escape me |
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It's not quite right, the way you're trying to implicate me |
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It's a simple structure and if it falls apart |
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How would you replace it, where could you even start? |
