| Take what you’ve got, take comfort in that
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| Everything you’ve never seen will soon be a non existent dot
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| Who’ll save the world that claims there is no saving?
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| An illusion or delusion of grandeur
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| Half of what I say is bliss
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| The other half is meaningless
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| Comfortable lines
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| Waiting for the clock to heal us Lost and found but never touched
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| Another beating heart is lost
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| Interesting lies
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| Waiting for the clock to heal us Alone in our rooms, miserable, a tornado or an owl
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| Come back and isolate the balance
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| Nothing is real, put your heart on your sleeve
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| Just another lie, transcend the pride, oh the chemicals
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| Half of what I say is bliss
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| The other half is meaningless
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| Comfortable lines
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| Waiting for the clock to heal us Lost and found but never touched
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| Another beating heart is lost
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| Interesting lies
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| Waiting for the clock to heal us Take your time
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| Nothingness is something
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| And something is nothing
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| Take your time
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| Nothingness is something
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| And something is nothing
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| Oh, nothing is nothing
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| Half of what I say is bliss
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| The other half is meaningless
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| Comfortable lines
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| Waiting for the clock to heal us Lost and found but never touched
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| Another beating heart is lost
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| Interesting lies
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| Waiting for the clock to heal us Half of what I say is bliss
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| The other half is meaningless
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| Comfortable lines
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| Waiting for the clock to heal us Lost and found but never touched
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| Another beating heart is lost
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| Interesting lies
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| Waiting for the clock to heal us, yeah |