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The Automatic - Lost At Home |
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Give me a reason |
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Not to keep sleeping |
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When I'm awake I feel like I am dreaming |
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The world is shrinking |
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Every street's(?) the same thing |
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I can reach so far |
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But there are people disappearing |
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How can I pretend |
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To know my own mind |
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The more questions I ask |
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The more I find |
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I'm lost at home |
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Out of time |
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The coins I've flipped land on their side |
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I'm holding my breath at your end of town |
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I'm just passing by not for the first time |
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If I could rest my head just for a moment |
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Then I think that I would be fine |
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Slowly sinking |
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Still thinking |
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There must be something I am missing |
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The street light, my sunlight |
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I won't sleep, I'm up all night |
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Can't stop, til I |
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Have been used up |
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If I was not lost for words |
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Then I'd have nothing to describe |
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I'm holding my breath at your end of town |
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I'm just passing by not for the first time |
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If I could rest my head just for a moment |
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Then I think that I would be fine |
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I'm holding my breath at your end of town |
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I'm just passing by not for the first time |
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If I could rest my head just for a moment |
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Then I think that I would be fine |
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