| Have you ever all right?
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| Set off every single night,
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| Reflections in your car you said yourself that you’re leaving,
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| Inflections in your voice you said yourself that you’re leaving.
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| But you took a bow, turned around, that never really phased you,
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| Plastic crown, ocean bound, and you don’t have a single thing to say.
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| Have you taken it all in?
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| Destroyed what you thought was the real thing,
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| The notes a scam a dark you said yourself that you’re leaving,
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| To contact a long-lost friend you said yourself that you’re leaving.
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| But you took a bow, turned around, that never really phased you,
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| Plastic crown, ocean bound, and you don’t have a single thing to say.
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| Caught in the act of wanting it back, but still you never meant all that,
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| Heard about you what you do if everything you heard was true.
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| Have you ever all right?
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| Set off every single night,
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| But you took a bow, turned around, that never really phased you,
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| Plastic crown, ocean bound, and you don’t have a single thing to say.
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| Caught in the act of wanting it back, but still you never meant all that,
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| Heard about you what you do if everything you heard was true.
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| Caught in the act of wanting it back, but still you never meant all that,
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| Heard about you what you say if everything you heard was true. |