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All around me familiar faces, |
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But I can't seem to place them. |
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Surrounded by familiar places, |
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But oh, don't feel like home. |
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Now how is I to know |
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The echo is about to grow? |
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Now how do I retain |
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The echo, echo, echo?' |
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Uh, close to life |
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Uh, close to life |
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Uh, close to life |
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Uh, close to life |
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All around you familiar faces, |
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But I can't seem to trace them. |
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Surrounded by love and embraces, |
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But I don't feel a thing. |
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But how was I to know |
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That the echo is about to grow? |
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Now how do I retain |
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The echo, echo, echo?' |
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Uh, close to life |
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Uh, close to life |
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Uh, close to life |
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Uh, close to life |
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Echo, echo, echo |
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Uh, close to life |
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Uh, close to life |
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Uh, close to life |
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Uh, close to life |
