| You came crashing through the walls
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| When the conversation stalled
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| We all thought that you were dead
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| But you were hanging by a thread
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| Before you took the final door
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| You drew the curtains, took the floor
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| And then you opened up your heart
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| And all the ashes turned to stars
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| Ultraviolet/infrared
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| Ultraviolet/infrared
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| Feel the static fill your head
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| Ultraviolet/infrared
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| When all the subway lights go down
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| When you drink and when you drown
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| Even the driver’s looking scared
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| Because the vision’s getting blurred
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| When your passion’s walking blind
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| And you’re too cruel or too kind
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| You’re on a roller coaster ride
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| But it’s a magical design
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| Ultraviolet/infrared
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| Ultraviolet/infrared
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| Feel the static fill your head
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| Ultraviolet/infrared
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| When you’re burned out in the blaze
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| And the tapes are all erased
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| When the crossfire’s got you dazed
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| Then you’re crashed out and you’re crazed
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| Ah, you’re looking well though
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| Ah, you look like hell though
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| There’s no-one left to sell to
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| And it’s too late to tell you
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| Ultraviolet/infrared
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| Ultraviolet/infrared
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| Feel the static fill your head
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| Ultraviolet/infrared
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| Ultraviolet… infrared…
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| Ultraviolet… infrared… |