| Not alone
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| They’re closer than you know
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| Now this ghost in the machines we host
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| The reasons we find over and over
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| We replay the ride
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| Deep into you they spread the roots
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| Satellites, send us a savior
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| Satisfy these sinful behaviors, oh We want the world in the palm of our hands
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| So incomplete minus machines
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| Dying to know and control on demand
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| So incomplete minus machines
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| Kill the lights forever
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| Locked in place, pupils dilate
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| Stimulates, increasing our heart rate
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| Entranced by the light, higher and higher we try to fly
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| Burn in the flames, deepen the scrapes
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| Satellites, send us a savior
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| Satisfy these sinful behaviors, oh We want the world in the palm of our hands
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| So incomplete minus machines
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| Dying to know and control on demand
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| So incomplete minus machines
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| Kill the lights forever
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| (So incomplete minus machines)
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| We want the world in the palm of our hands
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| So incomplete minus machines
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| Dying to know in control on demand
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| So incomplete minus machines
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| Information overload
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| So incomplete minus machines
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| Information overload
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| So incomplete minus machines
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| Kill the lights forever
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| Kill the lights forever |