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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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We all are stranger creatures than when we all started out as kids, |
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Culture forbids, |
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We have romantic fantasies about what dying truly is, |
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Fall off the grid. |
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We live for the night's decor, |
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It reveals what we dream of. |
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I know there's someone at the door, |
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They called for help, of this I'm sure, |
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But do I want to say goodbye to all the glowing eyes, |
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I'm holding on to what I know, |
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And what I know, I must let go, |
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But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along. |
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the eyes to sing along. |
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We all know somebody who knows somebody who's doing great, |
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I know some people who know people who are flying straight, |
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But I'll kindly enter into rooms of depression, |
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While ceiling fans and idle hands will take my life again. |
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We live for the night's decor, |
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It reveals what we dream of. |
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I know there's someone at the door, |
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They called for help, of this I'm sure, |
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But do I want to say goodbye to all the glowing eyes, |
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I'm holding on to what I know, |
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And what I know, I must let go, |
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But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along. |
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This room is far too dark for us to stay around, |
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Redemption's not that far and darkness is going down. |
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I'm holding on to what I know, |
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And what I know, I must let go, |
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But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along |
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Their eyes will sing alone |
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Make them stop |
