| There is nothing in this world
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| That doesn’t take a step outside
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| The heart, as long as there are
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| Two moons paired up in the sky
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| If you look closely there are these
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| Threads hanging up in the air
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| You can see them if you try
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| Oh if you care to know
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| If it’s time will I know?
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| I’m always gone
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| Have I found this chemical low?
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| So sick of it all
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| I’m out of my mind
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I be abducted away?
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I know?
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| Who to ask when it’s all going
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| I’m falling out of my own mind
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| If this isn’t the real world
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| Then where should I look for life?
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| This head is no empty shell
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| No vacant house, there is flesh and bone
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| With a harrow stubborn soul
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| And shadowed memories
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I be abducted away?
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I know?
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I be abducted away?
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I know?
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| If it’s time will I know?
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| I’m always gone
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| Have I found this chemical low?
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| So sick of it all
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I be abducted away?
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I know?
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I be abducted away?
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| When will they be coming for me?
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| When will I know? |